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SALT
01:30
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2. |
AWKWARD JOG
02:35
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a light at my window when totally black
some usual venture from fellow humans
this day
feels a lot like that day
i don't have a plan for
especially when energy
the folders i filled up
something brought them up
flowers in frames at a pistol mantle
on video for luck
drug out behind the curtains
qualified without a purpose
who the fuck can say
what i never really say
noises wake me up when it's totally black
a common surge of tunnel attics
images blur when i'm thinking too hard
forgetting what to spend my time on
unsure of how to feel appropriate
i can never get the network right
i can never get the network right
supposedly the media and all the mutter millionaires
fill up my brain with clutter up and clustered
cycle psyches to be pasty and consume
so many made up scenes
so many made up people
making made up scenes
of made up situations
what life's supposed to be
we're so easy to please
what life's supposed to be
we're so easy to please
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holy shoulders on the high rows
the throws we sow and glow
anointed oils in a pencil
dove alone in the fall
you're louder than i realize
i'm smaller than i feel
the shrugs we stake our health on
were never even real
a lust that's 3 years old
and a dream of a disgusting past
your heart is never the thing you forget to
i'm sore and unable to be relevant
your heart is never the thing i forget to
i'm sore and unable to be relevant
no comfort for my almost life
no focus in my almost life
no comfort for my almost life
no focus in my almost life
scattered thoughts and fuck ups
no focus in an almost life
blanketed seclusion
curled up in a spider web
slow motion every night
no focus in my almost life
(moving on
we see the life
we didn't think to choose
milling in our habits
moving in a sequence
stuck in our relaxing
clinging to a balance
harder than i thought it was
no focus in an almost life)
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5. |
STUCK UP
03:15
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i'm addicted to failure and progression of guilt
i would like to lay my bones on these cold, wood floors
and settle with myself
i'm addicted to confusion and seclusion of thought
decided on my own that i would like it on my own
i can't settle with myself
fated to make it
because there's no other choice
fated to make it
because there's no other choice
i can't settle with myself
unfortunate furniture this
turning is torturous, it's
fumbling under this, stuck
shoveled to cover
point slowly at subjective shit
obsessive pessimistic list
what you wish is what you wish
what you wish is what you wish
i'm addicted to failure and progression of guilt
i would like to lay my bones on these cold, wood floors
and settle with myself
i'm addicted to confusion and seclusion of thought
decided on my own that i would like it on my own
i can't settle with myself
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7. |
FORCE MANIC
04:51
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8. |
PORTICO
03:22
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the temple is square
symmetrical everywhere
layers on layers
decreasing in scale
the temple is square
symmetrical everywhere
layers on layers
decreasing in scale
every portico
measures the same
palm trees
decorate the gates
every portico
measures the same
palm trees
decorate the gates
the gates grow smaller
the closer you get
and the steps grow taller
the higher you get
the gates grow smaller
the closer you get
and the steps grow taller
the higher you get
BUT THE ROOMS GET BIGGER
IF YOU REACH THE TOP
AND THE SPACE IS GREATER
WHEN YOU REACH THE TOP
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9. |
DUTCH
00:59
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11. |
BRITTLUS
01:48
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12. |
THE INEVITABLE TEXT
08:24
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