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I see your picture on my homepage
I find that I can't look away
I didn't think it would hurt this much,
But I'm fine, I'm fine let's stay in touch.
I can't complain about the guy you chose
He seems pretty cool I suppose
In my head he seems a lot like me
but I project myself into your selfies
I can't escape you
I can't replace you
I can't block you out
But I guess I don't know how
This song started as one thing,
but then I started getting sad and couldn't sing
So I wrote a shitty metaphor and tried to change it up
But I can't ignore
That I can't escape you
I can't replace you
I can't seem to block you out
I guess I don't know how
You're a princess and I'm a knave
You take while I save and slave away
You're kinda like a cliche song
with cliche words and I'll sing along
And you're stuck in my head
You're stuck in my head
I can't seem to tune you out
I guess I don't know how
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I made a list of the things I need.
I wrote "Money" and "Self Esteem."
And I could use a half ounce of weed.
But—that’s a want and not a need.
I gotta get my priorities
in order, so it seems.
Cuz I'm running from my dreams,
and it's making me feel mean.
It's making me feel mean.
It's making me blow smoke.
I can hear you laughing.
You laugh, but it's no joke.
You made a list of the things I need.
You wrote "God" and "a degree."
you didn't write down "therapy,"
Cuz you just want what's best for me.
I put my trust in authority.
Thought I was destined to succeed.
Then I realized that your dreams
just weren't right for me.
You thought you could save me
Shoving shit right down my throat.
Well I don't need your father,
your son, or Holy Ghost.
I bought a book on anarchy.
That's a little bit of irony.
But I was hoping to find the key
or something to believe.
I made a list of the things I need
I wrote them down:
1. _____
2. _____
3. _____
But I left the lines empty
to reflect the current "me."
My tank is on empty.
My heart is out of hope.
I know that you are laughing,
but I'm the writer of the joke.
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Dear Esperanza,
I can't help starin at ya,
but you don't listen to a word I say.
My accent won't let me
pronounce your name correctly
so please don't hate me, Espe. Let me stay.
One of you inside that head is capable of love,
but it ain't the one I found when I woke up.
Art made from porno mags,
blue jeans, and Wal-Mart bags.
You paint a picture for me everyday.
Blue balls and red flags.
Your eyes are brown, but your heart is black.
I don't know who you're going to be today.
And P.S. Espe, I thought I had good luck,
but the only thing I found was forty bucks.
Dear Esperanza,
I can't help starin at ya,
but you don't listen to a word I say.
Dear Esperanza,
I think that I can't stand ya
cuz I don't believe a single word you say.
P.P.S. Espe, if you don't want my love
I need to know. Don't waste my time, please hurry up.
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If You Want to Die
03:53
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If you want to die, take a selfie and put it online
It will get about 44 likes
(enough to validate living your life)
if you want to die.
If you feel unloved, swipe around til you develop a crush
Play it cool and don't tell her too much
if you feel unloved.
If you're feeling down, your opinions are structurally sound.
Your echo chamber will hold up your crown
if you're feeling down.
If you're feeling dead cuz all the stimuli's fucked with your head.
Charge your phone and lie in your bed,
if you're feeling dead.
If you feel depressed, you should take a personality test.
You'll confirm that you're just nervous and stressed
if you feel depressed.
If you still want to die, you can livestream your suicide.
If no one views it, you're not justified,
You'll have to keep on living your life
if you want to die.
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I’m a different person when I’m sinking
I can’t stop picking up these stones
do you know what ever I’ve been thinking?
I've been feeling ugly in my bones
Last week I saw the sun and moon were kissing
my eyes were slits while looking at the glow
I didn’t know I’d see something so pretty
or that it would make me feel alone
I've been feeling ugly in my bones
I've been feeling ugly in my bones
Sometimes I can’t seem to find my feelings
I’m not sure where they decide to go
Do you know what it is I’m feeling?
I've been feeling ugly in my bones.
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Hell
02:13
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Everybody wants me to come hang out.
Everybody wants me to come to town.
If they only knew that's not easy for me to do,
They would know why I don't come around.
If you marry him, I know that it will end me.
If you marry him, I'll do it to myself.
If you only knew how many times I've thought of you,
You would never have put me through this hell.
Everybody wants me to come hang out.
Everybody wants me to come to town.
But if they only knew the awful shit you put me through,
They would know why I don't come around.
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I took your t-shirt and I didn't give it back.
That was pretty petty, so I guess I'll give you that.
You send me messages and ask if I'm okay.
I'm reluctant to reply, but then I finally say
"You left your footprints on the window of my car
and I would always see them when the defrost fogged them up.
You send me messages and ask if I'm okay.
I'm reluctant to reply, but then I finally say
'I'm fine. I'm fine. I'm fine. I'm fine.
You're always on my mind, but I'm fine.'"
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