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feelin' like a bean
01:26
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i can always count on you to let me down
you're always the last one to be found
i will kiss the whole world on the mouth
before i see you againnnnnnnnnnnnn
o0o0o0o0o0o0o0o, o0oo0o0o0o!
we sat cross legged and perplexed
warm and toasty, lacking context
i know its not a fucking contest
but i'd like to think that i know you the best
but i will kiss the whole world on the mouth
before i see you again.
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salty slush
02:27
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he asked me if i was accident prone
he built me a table, so i would be stable
my little finger is cut to the bone
i have bled out all i've learned
my flesh is on its own
and this is a hazard
that does not apply to you
but the roads are pretty icy
i'd at least change my shoes
and the wind is blistering
my hands are cracking
i hate my skin
the way its wrapped around me, tightly
and it'll never change
i can feel it ten years down the line
i will always have the ache
underneath this thin skin of mine
oooooo.....
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3. |
ode to bei bei
02:04
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they put me in a cage 'cause i am unsafe
my body is a weapon and i
can't control it, i can't control it
so they will do it for me.
my baby is an angel, she's flyin' all around me and i am so happy that she's
gone from this hell, she's gone from this hell that i call myself.
he set his eyes on me and then he
changed his mind, he just changed his mind
wouldn't you wanna die, too?
wouldn't you wanna die, too?
oooooo....
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travel advisory
03:08
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i know you're just the messenger
but i will kill you anyway
i have no
sympathy for those who won't take the blame for the hurtful things they say, i will run away
to a place where bagels don't cost ten motherfuckin' 50
how do they get away with that when the most i ever get away with is a glimpse
of your back
and the repeating thought:
"please don't turn around, please don't turn around"
oooo little thing in the ozone, you will be found,
don't make a sound.
oooooooooo
your fear is haunting me so
that its become my own
i wish you'd leave me alone.
i prefer the company of strangers on the train ride home, the anxiety
of the tunnels,
the anticipation of the bridge.
no amount of travel will condition this itch
so i collapse and sigh
and i
bury my head in my hands
and cry.
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