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Raison D'Être
03:58
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I thought you were lying when you said you can't love me,
you could see right through me when I said I didn't care
"Raison D'Etre, my friend, there's no bad time to repent"
Can I kiss your hand before I go home?
"Raison D'Etre" She said "the pursuit of heaven doesn't rest"
Why does your book say you can't love me?
I don't think I understand, try again to explain I plead
I don't think I understand but I'll still get on my hands and knees
We can burn it into my psyche, but the more you talk the less I'm sure
You say what girls can do with their bodies is governed by men with jealousy rationalized
How many souls must you save to fill your rewards card today?
The prize is an anklet that saves you from the rapture
"Raison D'Etre" you say "don't think, just have faith"
Why do I feel ashamed all the time?
I don't think I understand, try again to explain I plead
I don't think I understand but I'll still get on my hands and knees
I will sit and listen baby, I can watch you talk all night
I spit it through jagged teeth, I swear that I believe
I spit it through jagged teeth, I swear that I believe
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Thank the Bus Driver
03:15
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she walked out of christmas dinner
her feet are cold, boots too torn for the winter
manic pixie nightmare
a family walks by and the parents stare
they tell their daughter to look away
her and the kid were raised the same way
when the depression passes, we'll still be indigestible to the masses
5' 8 disaster, youth and abandon is all that matters
we're alive, we're all we've got
i can spot you in a crowd, you don't even have to make a sound
my friends have stopped reaching out cause its only the past that comes out of my mouth
theres poison in her name but my heart still beats the same
she tore me apart to stay young, the sun came out when it was done
she held her knife up at me, her hands were shaking but i pretended not to see
the world always disappoints her but she never forgets to thank the bus driver
the crevices in her neck, i could explore until my eyes turn red
im gonna give it a rest, sometimes my heart deserves my best
we're alive, we're all we've got
i can spot you in a crowd, you don't even have to make a sound
i'm alive, you're all i've got
if there was ever any doubt, you're all i talk about
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just look the other way, i dont need to be saved, its so quiet on granville street, just one less mouth to feed, im so tired.
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when i sleep, ill know its not deep its the machines that believe in me
when i sleep, ill know its not deep its the machines that believe in me
if you love the way i taste, dont show me your face, you know the fear spoils the meat i need to feed the machine, if i choose to stay ill be a rat in a cage, you know the sun rots the face i wear to get through the day
find the time to go, do i know your name?
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if i dont go, then no one will, how will we know whats on the other side?
i wont die young, im way too old, theres no more time left for me to atone
i felt you there, youre my best friend, in the end im just glad youre here
when i sleep, ill know its not deep its the machines that believe in me
when i sleep, ill know its not deep its the machines that believe in me
i want it. im desperate for it, oh its the quiet, back to how it started
my friends, they dont respect me, i beg like a dog at some evangelist's feet. now i know-
they dont think so highly of me, i think theyre just worried im gonna do something stupid and selfish
but i dont see it that way, i see it as a service, we dont need more vermin ruining something perfect
i want to be loved like a baseball bat to the skull, concrete slab strapped to my chest now, so i can float in the water
strike a silly pose and make a stupid face, now no one will ask you if you knew this kid that threw himself into the lake
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4. |
Favourite Girl
02:52
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5. |
Untitled
03:26
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