1. |
Young and Dumb
02:00
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Don't know why I keep telling you the things
I won't tell anyone else, and
don't know why I keep telling you the things
I'm scared of happening, but
you don't run away
so I doubt it's a mistake.
Still, I'm afraid
of the things that I might say.
I was young and dumb
when I jumped pier to pier
under a bridge and
couldn't swim and I could've
hit my head and died on the cement,
but no, I'm alive.
And I love being outside.
I sweat too much, and
it's hard for me to hide.
Am I talking way too much?
Never tell anyone this stuff.
There goes logic, there goes comfort.
Vulnerable and fucked up.
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2. |
Never Had a Chance
02:33
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He was guilty in a routine stop
of having pigment darker than the cop's.
He clutched his chest, we clicked the mad emoji,
he bled to death on our Facebook feed.
And he'd still be alive if he was white.
And he'd still be driving if he was white.
Never really ever had a chance.
Same school but a different class.
Same job but a different wage.
Same car but a bullet in his brain.
And he'd still be alive if he was white.
And he'd still be driving if he was white.
Let's break it down now.
Let's break it down now.
Let's break it down now.
Let's break it down now.
Enslave a people for hundreds of years.
Liberate 'em just to put 'em on a chaingang.
Enslave a people for hundreds of years.
Liberate 'em just to put 'em on a chaingang.
They built our nation, working their fingers down to the bones.
But we deny 'em reparations.
Enslave a people for hundreds of years.
Liberate 'em just to put 'em on a chaingang.
They built our nation, working their fingers down to the bones.
But we deny 'em reparations.
Why do we kill 'em in the streets and deny 'em reparations?
Why do we kill 'em in the streets and deny 'em reparations?
Why do we kill 'em in the streets and deny 'em reparations?
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3. |
I Can Hear Every Word
03:00
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You're standing around, staring,
talking 'bout me, I hear every word.
I chose not to respond, because
I don't have the energy now.
It's not your fault,
I lost everything,
it's all I could do.
It's not your fault.
When I'm alone
I see the bugs on the bread
and the mold on the cheese.
When I'm in your arms
I absorb your strength
through the beat of your heart.
It's not your fault,
I lost everything,
it's all I could do.
It's not your fault.
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4. |
Too Obvious
02:21
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I don't really get it.
I knew I could do that.
I didn't cuz it seemed too obvious.
And I've been sick for weeks,
two chapped lips and general fatigue.
Make art to go between reading books and overthinking.
Have I got a story?
Yeah I've got a story.
Everyone does.
But mine's so much better than yours.
I don't really get it.
I knew I could do that.
I didn't cuz it seemed too obvious.
On the highway, I missed the exit,
turned too late on rain-soaked pavement.
Spin 180, no one hit, and on the phone with
mother, "How's it going?" Great.
I've got this road trip, this
stupid drive I shouldn't take.
I don't really get it.
I knew I could do that.
I didn't cuz it seemed too obvious.
I don't really get it.
I knew I could do that.
I didn't cuz it seemed too obvious.
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5. |
Tough Rut
03:08
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I've been to the mountaintop,
I'll be the first to say the view was good.
The journey took 30 years, and I'm
dissatisfied with the time that it took.
Cuz I had to come down,
I couldn't stay up there, yeah,
in the thin air.
Yeah, I had to come down,
my friends sitting around,
and I was totally spent,
totally spent, totally spent.
Having achieved my life's whole goal
I was feeling fine.
Til this emptiness started
creeping up behind my eyes.
Yeah I had to come down,
I couldn't stay up there, well,
in the thin air.
Yeah I had to come,
horizon spinning around,
and I was seeing red,
seeing red, seeing red.
Oh, I've got it.
Oh, I found it.
Oh, I've got it.
Oh, I found it.
I found a family to adopt me,
adopt me and keep me warm.
They never ask me about it,
I love how they leave me alone.
Never go outside anymore,
I love laying around.
I can feel the wind on my back
and the sun is beating down.
Oh, I've got it.
Oh, I found it.
Oh, I've got it.
Oh, I found it.
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6. |
Nuclear Winter
02:48
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Mushroom cloud flavored dreams.
See the cold red hand crush democratic schemes.
And if it were up to them then everybody
would be armed to the teeth.
But we couldn't breathe
biting hand grenade rings.
Wouldn't stop the fighting
but it might stop all the screams.
And if it were up to them then everybody
would disagree to disagree.
It's head to head with technology.
The faster we communicate the slower that we'll be
to respond to all of everybody's
custom-made tragedies.
And hey that isn't snow,
that's you and me.
Falling just as fast as
the American dream.
Without the sun, how happy can we be?
Without the skies, how blue is the sea?
Now's the time of year eternally
where the leaves are brought down to their knees.
Now's the time of year eternally
where the leaves are brought down to their knees.
Where the leaves are brought down to their knees.
Where the leaves are brought down to their knees.
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7. |
Stay Inside
02:56
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Give me a mile and I'll take just an inch,
only what my body needs til I get sick of it.
I can figure out anything in the world
doesn't mean I'm safe from it just knowing how it works.
Oh sun why do you shine so bright
on the days I'd rather stay inside?
Oh words why do you fail me so?
When I try to tell someone I feel like a weirdo
The night you went missing it ate into my brain.
Shivering uncontrollably, out of body, out of pain.
It's funny how I always figure a way out
in advance, except this time, I tried to be devout.
Oh sun why do you shine so bright
on the days I'd rather stay inside?
Oh words why do you fail me so?
When I try to tell someone I feel like a weirdo
I try to understand.
I can't even with you.
Though for years we
knew things only us knew,
I thought it was a disease
but it was you.
Oh sun why do you shine so bright
on the days I'd rather stay inside?
Oh words why do you fail me so?
When I try to tell someone I feel like a weirdo
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