1. |
The Storm
01:10
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the storm is coming in
the waves flush over dried and callous skin
i'm standing here and i'm all alone
waiting to be eroded to a structure of bones
ashes to ashes dust to dust
sculpt me as a statue, let me rust
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2. |
White Room
02:05
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i'm sitting in a white room
for the first time, everything i see is clear
my thoughts will bloom
my mind is not occupied by fear
there's no feeling in the ivory
no companionship or rivalry in this place
but the silence hurts my head and i still miss my bed and your face
if i was sitting in a black room
then the darkness would remind me of your eyes
spirits would loom
and try to resolve me of lies
there's too much feeling in the ebony
i'd need that sweet serenity from before
and the silence hurts my head and i still miss my bed and how you talk
i'm sitting in a white room
the silence calms my head and i don't need a bed i'm pure as lace
no you don't need the sound when you're six feet underground inside a case
you don't miss me in reality but i'll believe in it's totality that you do
with no meaning from the start, my life has played no part and that's the truth
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3. |
Bath of Bleach
03:11
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it's been three days since i spoke a word to you
said i loved you but you couldn't say 'i love you too'
i went outside today a breath of fresh air
showered three times but couldn't wash you from my hair
or my thoughts
or my words
you stick to my skin just like dirt
is that what i'm worth?
share a bath of bleach with me
maybe then we'll both be clean
it's been three months since i spoke a word to you
said i loved you but you couldn't say 'i love you too'
i hope i left tattoos all over your brain
so that you feel equally dirty and stained
but you're smart
off the charts
a fully conscious piece of art
why would i last?
it's been three years since i spoke a word to you
said i loved you but you couldn't say 'i loved you too'
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4. |
Thumbsucker
04:29
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once nearly had it all but i pushed it all away
just like i slowly forced my jaw out of place
there's a ghost inside of me and it's urging to be freed
but one exit has been plugged up by my babyish tendencies
i'm a child with my thumb in my mouth
and my fingers curled around my nose
but now it's not enough to make me
feel less alone
my teeth have suffered
there's a dent where comfort was
but i can't sleep without it
a habit i never lost
my phone stays silent when it used to ring all the time
now i spend most of my days just watching the hours go by
ask me who i am; i wouldn't be able to say
the only thing i know about myself is how my skin tastes
i'm always changing
habits come and go
but one thing stayed the same
and left an overbite to show
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5. |
Sabrina Bridge
02:57
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the air was dark and cold my mouth was full of smoke
stood on the sabrina bridge we shared the odd good joke
put out the last cigarette on your jacket sleeve
with the music from across the town it felt like a movie scene
but i didn't think it'd be so quick to crack
and now i want all my secrets back
the street lamps were brightly lit leaving an orange glow
called across the sabrina bridge we said we'd take things slow
you took my hand and we walked for what felt like miles
and i'll look back on that and i'll never fail to smile
you really had me thinking
that something nice for just one minute might stay
a good thing about all this is that it's probably best for my health
walk across the sabrina bridge no more marlboros in stealth
i'll make sure not to tell anyone a thing for quite some time
step off the sabrina bridge, you go your way i'll go mine
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6. |
Freefall
01:44
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i never fell out of love with you
you pushed me off the roof
and i've only just reached the ground
it hardly made a sound but
you know me
i love adrenaline and the rush of the freefall
and part of me
wants to climb again up something that tall
well maybe i should wear my harness this time
i don't want you to constantly plague my mind
but i can't believe you'll take another two minutes off my life
i've picked myself up off the floor and i've dusted off my knees
and i know that it's dangerous but i'll do whatever i please 'cause
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7. |
The Acoustics in Here
03:17
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new black dress
new black shoes
i'm taking dainty steps
as my fingers brush past the pews
the acoustics in here are ethereal
i feel imperial
it is known
it's been said
this place is for the pure
this place is for the dead
the acoustics in here project my voice
can you guess my choice?
i've got on my knees once or twice
not to plead not to beg for my life
but if i could see the light
i might not stay up praying for half of the night
wash my hands
wash my face
dip my head into the water
say my grace
the acoustics in here make it deafeningly loud
do you hear me now?
our father who art in heaven
hallowed be thy name
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