1. |
feels certain
02:21
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I used to beg for it, now I'm asking it to leave
No use to wait up for anybody to see
Feels good,
feels certain
words are just sounds, to make to pass time
those verbs and nouns, all sitting on the sidelines
didn't think that grind could sustain what I need
so I'll keep dreaaaaaaming
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2. |
game
01:39
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cycled through some phases you forgot
got tired. burned out for what?
fell asleep at parties, so I stayed in.
the good feel sure took a second there, a couple days.
got bored of boring scenes so I dipped out
from walls fortified to keep it down
who cares, why care when it's all a game?
i'll keep it simple, keep it plain
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3. |
TLC
01:44
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I need t l c
what's it even mean?
drench the parchment now
how
sleep in
bathrobe
staying
at home
totally innocuous.
sentiments have been expressed
vapid, vacuous abyss
⁃ black hole and shards of what's left?
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4. |
comfort blanket
02:00
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anger is a symptom of not know how to handle disappointment.
been appointed "pointed-at, around-for-laughs" and thought I had to like it.
simple comfort is a blanket when the air around you stagnates all.
easy to appreciate the acts more than the person they come from.
it’s hard to know it or even see it though
why would i show it? especially when
systematic categorization left me alone
in a crowd of thousands, understanding smallness made me pine for home
not for lack of effort, a little weary, weathered at last
gust in sails replaced with a cool breeze, and trading tension for a laugh
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5. |
tighter vibes
01:14
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now out searching for some tighter vibes
inside my dome feeling so weak, and I
don't even know but you could ask me why
and the police are in my brain again
and if the time's not now, I don't know when
and waiting for it to keep happening
have I arrived?
if I could see through my eyes,
I could arrive
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6. |
figure
01:38
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gotta figure it out
calling my shots, patching the bow
everyone knows what it's all about
i've held it together, but look at me now
gotta figure it out, give it a name
everyone knows that it's just a game that I won't play
the air in my lungs, wrinkles in brow
throught it'd be better by now
sometimes these things time can't allow
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7. |
swan
02:00
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still the same old duckling that pennsylvania shaped
like a swan without its feathers disfigured by the weight
everyone around me says i could do alright
but take a day in webbed feet and see then where you lie
lurking under the surface
i wanna sing what i can't say
don't believe in purpose
i've got a point yet left to make
been dragging my feathers
through the torrential rain
and when the sun comes out
my home is just a muddy lake
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8. |
dumber summer
02:38
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buckled in against my will
pillared, backing up the hill
in my head a billion strong
out of body not for long
where do the days go? riding the same road
passage is narrow down the same sinkhole
runnin from somethin i hope only i know
found
myself wondering
where to wander
now, how to get away?
taught me not worth the weight.
need it now, it's known to me.
not physical, but here to stay.
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9. |
morning sum
01:54
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impossible happened, barely could understand
here you are back in my room after of all this time again
smiled at my own reflection, think i saw him wink right back
held you to my chest just like i'd never see another chance
should've thought it all over, who's at fault?
i'd say trust and desire
a little spill. a little lost in the process.
a tiny piece, not soon enough to forget.
where's it? when's it coming to me?
does it really matter now?
morning summing funny habits, revel in the passing out.
construct, raze it, for a kick and need there be another now?
want it, do not NEED a thing, so find me tucked in, tuckered out.
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10. |
kool
02:21
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all i thought i left behind, turns out it was just 'round the bend
waiting for an unsuspecting moment, weaving through the lanes to get ahead
calibrate my thoughts, and keep it kool
don't think i forgot what made it bad
drag it through the mud, shake it till it's tired
tie it to a post, beat it till it's red
never coming home, never coming down
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11. |
snuff
01:28
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once was a boy with the fire in his heart, wanting to throw it all to the dogs.
an older man now, searching for the spark, terrified that it's snuffed out.
and all that fire wasted while we're young. fucked up and racing in all directions, and wanting the world inside of each of our palms.
or maybe just this one.
kissing and piss drunk.
tapped out and pissed off.
listing our missed marks.
can't sing along to a dishonest thought, but i could be wrong
biding my time till it could hit the spot. change in the jar sure has saved me from some wantsssssssss
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12. |
ride
02:21
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closed my lids. time, it flew. open, wondering where to turn to.
tell myself that it’s not true, i’ll believe in it when i do.
caught off guard, hook from the side
casual backseat, along for the ride.
buried deep, then it bloomed - now it's pollinating my room.
wake early agan, too soon. didn't recognize myself, new.
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13. |
see it out
03:41
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think you're in some deep shit?
you haven't seen the half of it.
rolling over at night, turbo dreams,
enjoy the ride.
i'll tell you about the hard part;
it's really gonna break your heart.
time to change up the game, no excuses, it's getting late.
sure do remember
the reasons why you came
trying to conjure
a reason you should stay
walk's feeling tired
old tracks tried and true
try to walk a wire
when the tide stares straight at you
know you're in a pinch, man.
nobody's gonna hold your hand.
we're in some ways, the same,
make each other forget our names
and every time you let go,
it feels almost impossible.
I can be there to help,
but you only can see it out.
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