1. |
Accident
04:26
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mother's in the bathroom
twirling, figure eights
daughter's examining
the dirt inside her claws
you could be straight
or you could be cruel
try getting along
with the accident shadowing my frame
accident-prone skin
breeds sympathy
good intent
turned twisted thoughts
praying, praying for the hands
of another one
to lift you up (x 5)
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2. |
Taste the Devil
08:00
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i've tasted the devil
i drank him from my cup
but i knew not to swallow
he's living in my blood
every accident
reminding me what i am
serves a consequence
imprinted in my hands
it's over well before it begins
but damn my luck and my fair-weather friends
who invite me into their apartments to drink
until every word spoken confirms what i think
that despite my best efforts, i cannot maintain
even one conversation not ironically placing the blame
on the old me
but why would i cry for myself
when there's always somebody else?
depressed, or better yet, just cynical
left alone until it becomes comfortable
when my friends bring me to their apartments to drink
until every word spoken confirms what i think
that despite my best efforts, i cannot maintain
even one conversation not ironically placing the blame
on the old me
still, my friends bring me to their apartments to drink
until every word spoken confirms what i think
that despite my best efforts, i cannot maintain
even one conversation not ironically placing the blame
on the old me
you're carelessly reassuring
and nobody wants to be wrong, this time (x2)
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3. |
Misbehave
07:38
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through the haze of my confession
the colors are too loud
my trouble with attention
laughter among the crowd
who wrote the dirty words
on walls that separate
the ones we used to curse
don't let me misbehave
we all break down and we take our pills
to dull the blade of truth that we swallow in our sleep
you're bound to place on me, these thoughts
when you're still awake and every trace of me has gone
but i should have known better
i should have known better
see the craze of my obsession
painted upon my face
when all my false intentions
have led me to this place
find a mantra
to pretend to concentrate
to keep us all amused
don't let me misbehave
we all break down and we take our pills
to dull the blade of truth that we swallow in our sleep
you're bound to place on me, these thoughts
when you're still awake and every trace of me has gone
but i should have known better
i should have known better
through the endless sea of blue
into the horror of the truth
(chorus)
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4. |
Rei's Song
05:39
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don't say a word
all that you've hurt
is dripping in white
into the night
just like rei would have held her knife
space in between
all that we've seen
bite my tongue
as i run
over the moon (x 5)
just how it all came too soon
black as the ice
cracked from the light
on cold cement
where we first met
over the moon (x 6)
just how it all came too soon
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5. |
Elegy to a Fatal Shore
05:16
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tell me everything you wanted
that i'm everything you need
laying face-up on the concrete
just let me bleed
believe in what you haven't learned yet
see, i've been changing everything
a fleeting moment undercover
it seems you're always running
giving chase to the things you don't have
a woman, stark and severe
before you, she stands
opens her hand for an offering
so pure, you fail to stand and receive it
don't you believe that what comes your way
is a product of what you've made?
it seems you're always in control
you can't reap what you son't sow
and nothing ends up like i pictured it
and nothing ends up like i pictured it (x 3)
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6. |
I Run
04:47
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emma citrine Vancouver, British Columbia
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