1. |
||||
Chapped lips make for a rough kiss
But it’s alright
Nothing went smoothly anyways
I was seasick
By the time the summer was over
And you were playing sick
Yeah you were throwing up in my inbox
About being sorry
About being sorry
Sorry, sorry, sorry
Oh what a sorry sucker I’ve been all this time
And you bit when you weren’t supposed to
So you could get to my insides
What are you so sorry for?
What could you be sorry for?
When there’s so much to consider
When it’s carved into the wall
What are you so sorry for?
I don’t think you’re really sorry at all
I don’t think you’re really sorry at all
I don’t think you’re really sorry at all
|
||||
2. |
Stephanie
03:17
|
|||
January of last year
The storm stretched over your island empire
And snow cascaded like you haven't seen
Since leaving New Hampshire
The runoff traced the corners of your eyes
In frosted patterns on freezing panes
You swallowed fire to thaw two stifled, clotted lungs
Enflamed your swollen throat
No amount of rain
Pummeling the flesh of your mouth
Can quench the white coal
Digging pits into your stomach
You’re bloated
You’re anchored
You’re driven down
The sun in your skull will never drain the deadweight
The sun in your skull will never breach the rusted gates
|
||||
3. |
Percy
02:55
|
|||
Now don’t cry
You’ve got makeup on
Do you really want
Streams of black running down your face
Do you want people to say
That it looks like your soul
Is leaking out of your eyes?
Now’s about the time that he will realize
That you fit him like a glove
But on the wrong hand so
How about you start running
Keep your legs moving fast until
You drop dead
Or start recognizing the streets
|
||||
4. |
Thinking Is Dank
02:14
|
|||
You've been following me again
You've been right over my shoulder
You've been swallowing me again
Oh am I sitting like a boulder in your stomach?
You've been pulling the sheets up
Over your head and running away
You held my hands and made me
Cut the circles out for your eyes
But you still couldn't see me
You walked right through the walls into my home
You've been swallowing me again
I've been dissolved and half digested
You've been swallowing me again
Please tell me that I'm the
Hardest pill to take
|
||||
5. |
||||
I'm burning through this notebook
And I'm dying for a smoke
To drag my nose down to my collar
To paste my heavy eyes
Onto the floor
There's a skeleton behind me
There's a skeleton inside me
It wants my skin
I couldn't add to this conversation
If given a calculator or an abacus
Or someone else's opinion
Everyone else's opinion
There's a skeleton behind me
There's a skeleton inside me
It wants my skin
And I
Can't pull my head out of this sleeping bag
There's a skeleton behind me
There's a skeleton beside me
And it just wants to hold my hand
|
Streaming and Download help
Mandals recommends:
If you like Mandals, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp