1. |
Radical
04:42
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my self hate's
been fashioned into faith
I guess I find redemption
in the bruises that I make
and if there were a god,
i think that's where i'd see his face
i wouldn't join a cult
but i've been known
to sacrifice for
men that i don't know
I could be violent, I suppose
I'm one of many in a row
There's something here
That i can't shake
on the inside of my lungs
i feel it cake
I dream of the mundane
Of napping on Sundays
Your fingers in my hair
The whole of us is everywhere
Are you there?
Are you there?
I dream of my life
And you, in my life
Are you there?
Are you there?
I dream of my life
And you
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2. |
Ida y vuelta
04:10
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3. |
Servant to none
04:50
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I want to have you
I want to hold you
I want to touch
but not to fuck you
I know my body will reject you
It's not enough to want to want to
But I liked how you were that time in bed
You slept like you were doing math in your head
I was so fond of you then
I'm sorry for being more than your friend
And you don't see me like you used to
It shouldn't matter but I miss you
Maybe I didn't love you
But I loved the eyes you saw through
Like a skinny thread or rotten tooth
Somehow you pulled loose
I felt guilty until then
Until your eyes changed
I remember when
But if i don't accept the love of some
I fear that love will never come
Stranger to all
Servant to none
With your glasses off
You looked so small
And I was so sorry
For it all
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4. |
Walls
04:01
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I seek those who listen
Those strange apparitions
That live in my drawers
And the cracks in my floors
Am I going, going crazy?
For an almost, almost baby
I seek those that hate
I thrive under their weight
They live in my brain
They keep me sane
And I, I stare at the wall
I wait, wait, I wait for it all
I wait for the day when it reaches for me
I wait and see, I wait and see
But nothing ever happens to me
Happens to me
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5. |
Weekend
04:37
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Do you remember
That weekend down south
When we almost kissed
But you missed my mouth?
Well, I forgot
Until I saw online
Where your mother wrote
That you had died
I looked at our messages
From the past
I stared at your words
And I almost wrote back
Almost sent out a greeting
To feel out the black
What did you become?
Who decided you were done?
What was it you could not outrun?
We sang songs with the others
I think we baked bread
I can't remember
The things that were said
And I always thought
I would see you again
Relearn each other
Under the same weird pretense
I don’t want your parents to hear this
I don’t want my parents to hear this
I’m not staking any claim
I’m not your friend
It’s not the same
But I don’t get how you could die
And in those eighteen years of life
for one weekend, make a tiny wave in mine
and how did I forget with time?
What did you become?
Who decided
you were done?
What was it you
could not outrun?
Where are you now?
Can you say?
Are you allowed?
Did you go far?
I hope the sun
is brighter where you are.
My mother asked
if I knew you well
I guess that she
forgot herself
But how could
I have begun?
It was just one weekend
When I was young
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6. |
More than sometimes
04:49
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Some sweet day, you’ll fade to black
When my hair’s at my knees
And god burns the trees
Until then, I’ll dream of your neck
While I wait for the dawn
It turns me on
I look in the corners of my bed for you
Would you appear if I willed you to my
little phantom bruise?
I think about you at night
I do it more, more than sometimes
And your shaky sighs,
coaxed into rhythm
Alive on my fingers
Where the whole of you lingers
And your organs
Shudder at the same time
Like a row of flesh houses
And I am the fault line
You are mine to borrow
I’ll keep you till tomorrow
A little death, a lot of fun
And I’m ashamed of what I’ve done
I think about you at night
I do it more than sometimes
Do you think about me too?
I like to think you do
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7. |
mmmmt
04:53
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8. |
Older
05:43
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Older man
You don't know how old I am
You want me to stay in
But I have PE in the morning
You grabbed me
And it made me feel pretty
And when at last you came in your pants
It gave me shivers in class
You bit my lip
And I laughed
Do people really do it like that?
Older man
you smell like a boy
I am a shitty mimic of a woman
You hold her in your hands
Older man
I like your mustache
I'll buy you a drink
with babysitting cash
Older man
How you make me laugh
My references are juvenile
But I hope you won't notice that
I hope you won't notice that
Older man
You smell like a boy
I am a shitty mimic of a woman
You hold her in your hands
Older man
You smell like a boy
You are my only chance at love
I hold you in my hands
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9. |
Ten below
01:43
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Feet so blue
went on you
Feet so blue
went on you
Come on, come home
Come on, it's 10 below
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