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Small Town
02:13
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Best small town in America
All you dirty rotten scoundrels and your filthy filthy nostrils and we're all going to die here
If I new a little better I would work a little harder at a job that'll lead me nowhere
Best small town in America
If I drank a little more than I might actually sleep tonight
and if I slept a little later then I might not even have to talk to you tomorrow
I'm fine, don't ask why
I'll Bide all my time
blame it on fixing my mind
All you dirty rotten scoundrels and your filthy filthy nostrils and I'm going to die here
and if I new a little better I worked a little harder and god I know I'm going to die here
Best small town in America
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Radicus Finch
04:14
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I am dying to tell you that I'm dying to leave
I am extremely underwhelmed and just as overworked
I want out of my head I cant get out of bed
I am dying to tell you... how I feel
No more Mr. Niceguy
I will fight to be the asshole
you always wanted me to be
I want to be more than a house, a car, a family
I am dying to tell you that I'm dying to leave you
How'd I get here where am I going who should I be
I'm tired of this place I cant stand your face
I am dying to tell you... I'm so sorry
No more Mr. Niceguy
I will fight to be the asshole
you always wanted me to be
I want to be more than a house, a car, a family
You can't act 16 forever
There are actions to your consequences
one day you'll get over it
but you'll never forget them.
I feel so soggy
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3. |
Babe Ruthless
04:02
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In the morning theres nothing left
in my mind I tried
now I give up
mornings over and my corpse will wash
afternoon I put on my suit
but i forget my shoes
because I'm still drunk
so I play barbie
with my body
and now I give up
I am restless I am using
I am reckless under the influence of music
there's a hole on the soul
the soul of my foot
it bleeds opens up
and I leave a trail of my self
everywhere I go out
I am restless I am using
I am reckless under the influence of music
I am yelling at whoever is near
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God Hates Drags
05:05
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Jesus keeps a whistle on him
to keep track of the heard
we all have a handy dandy notebook
to keep track of the absurd
I heard that the universe
was started with a word
now it creates its own consciousness
and continues undeterred
wouldn't join no club that would have me
wouldn't believe in no god that would make me
I know moping is just a waste of time
I've got something better
it'll blow your mind
I've got something better
help you all unwind
Jesus keeps a little kibble on him
to keep track of the flock
some fringe parts of said flock
try to perceive his holy cock
I heard that the savior
was a virgin until death
I'm placing all sorts of bets
on how much time that we have left
wouldn't be apart of no club that would have me
not even for the false promise of sobriety
I know moping is just a waste of time
I've got something better
It'll blow your mind
I've got something better
Help you all unwind
couldn't love anyone
that would love me back
I'm just a mole
and I need dirt to sustain me
I've got something better
I've been trying, trying so hard not to blow my mind against a wall
I've got something better
it'll blow your mind
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Sigh-highs
04:22
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you remind me of someone stronger
someone better than my ideal stranger
so how do you do it?
or how is it going?
I want to know everything abut you
tell me what you're thinking
Now that I'm nervous
I want you to nurse this
feeling of inadequacy
for the first time in a long time
I can say narcissistically you might be
better than me
you're human form
emulates divine radiance
and fills me up
with uncompromising ferver
and uncertainty
I am certainly
so happy
you make me happy
that's dope
dopamine
that's dopamine
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6. |
Soggy
04:12
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do you have a clue
what I mean
what I mean when I talk to you
do you have a clue
what I'm trying to convey
In this jumbled mess that I call a brain
that wasn't you back there it was me
I try so hard, it's my casualty
you said over time that this wouldn't hurt
you fucking lied
you're the worst
should've known this from the start
I carved my name into your heart
I let it fester let it bruise
and leave the healing up to you
whats the difference between being loved and being abused?
well, its time wasted
and you taste it
when I'm wasted
so lets face it
This was much less from the start than in the end
we could've prevented these broken hearts yet we mend them
we kept going as if things were fine
and then you lied
I believe you meant much more to me as an idea
and probably could've gone much better if I wasn't such a narcissistic asshole
watch me fall to my knees
crash my car into a tree
gave up for you
everything I do
was for you
not for me
I crave an apology
not who I thought I was....
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