1. |
Worse
02:17
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Home on the range
I'll pick up
Could you even leave home
Anyways..
Talking talking my sin is serious
Hoping everyone is as serious, as you
Everything I'm getting out of it
Every wound I'm trying to suppress
Come for comfort, and stay over
I'm coming back
Don't you get bad
Then things got worse
Things got worse
At a line, I'm fishing for you
With a phrase, I'm getting used to being mad
Oh so bad, then things they got worse
Oh so bad, then things they got worse
Doing laps, to keep my head out
Of headache water
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2. |
Carefaking
02:24
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Waiting for some
It's been so long
The ones I copy and taste
Give up, give up
Relinquish his gaze
Just flushed, not drunk
I'll give it away
By yelling, no telling me what to erase
I'm trying not trying
I'll be at your place
Give me some air
Trust fall myself
Falling off of the chair
Picking up after this
Year of hell
Not trusting not recycling
Not even a care
I'm taking, carefaking my repair
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3. |
Working is not working
03:50
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daddy long leg died, sat on his side
like a table, nice to put things on
morning pages are my own prayer
put on my pink underwear, i think
digging in dirt with bread tie bends
what comes is hurt what stays will mend
over or on, pariah puppy dog
scratching on like state lines
whispering words of solid results
tend to his eyes not good enough
working is not working
working is not working
working is not working
working is not working
whispering words, solid results
threw a kiss on your wrinkles
ripple, ripple over once still water
when I forget the look of your eyes, I'm weak again
what she said
still live by what you meant
to the moon and back
to the moon and back
to the moon and back
to the moon and back
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4. |
Black dog 2
03:31
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Life's too short to make my mouth talk
From satan nothing just fuck off, fuck off
The big black dog died
He'll always be by my side
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5. |
7 minutes in heaven
05:03
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I sit in my red room
I breathe in the dead perfume
Trace the number 6 on your wall
Never gave it a second thought
And I fell in, deep
Being anything that you need
I'll think, and I'll be right where you want and I'll
Help, myself
If it's this easy
I'll talk to no one else
If the shore stays this breezy
Dive into every cocoon
Honey you're scaring me
This is the last time this week
I have, no one else left to thank
Maybe in some time this will all blow over
Oh well, that's just how we all feel
Get some help, and you wont feel a thing
Walking down, every part about you reminds me of home
I doubt it, I pouted, I felt the crickets swell
They closed my eyelids
But your closing the red bin
And I'll lie until its over
I love you till the end
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6. |
El paso guardian angel
03:07
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In an out of love it's just a hopeless monologue
I swear I'm dead it's killing me
Life's too short I know, I'm dead it's killing me
Unwind, inhale it
It's awful quiet on thin legs
When they become their own pillars
You can stand anyway you want still get sore
Often eager, always tracing a path
From your neckline, lung angel
To the back of your neck
Guardian angel
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7. |
Interlude
01:36
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8. |
WYW
06:07
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I'm the only void I've known
A bounce house home
Got a way of losing blood
Into the surf I run
I hope this comes across nice
But if it doesn't float
There's always ice
Maybe there's not enough
Maybe there's too much
Maybe you're alive
Maybe you're alive
It's sacred the way I'm losing speed
Look over and grab on your shaking knees
Indebted honest in his routines
Like me, like you
I'm trying
It doesn't seem to hurt you
Think too much
Think it all comes in threes
I know not much is up to me
Piss stream is white
Everything is alright
And I die when I dream
And I dream that when I die
Piss stream is white
Everything is alright
Think too much
Think it all comes in threes
I know not much is up to me
Like me, Like you
I'm trying
It doesn't seem to hurt you
Think too much
Think it all comes in threes
I know not much is up to me
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9. |
All the stars
03:46
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all the stars, wishing they could fly
leaving you haunted to burn like chicken fried
thinking in the car, head holding up
puking out the window of your car
puking out the window of your heart (ha)
you're my best friend
lemme tell you what it's like
all the clouds sifting their raindrops
on my head as quickly as I could fall
in my heart as quickly as I could turn it on
gone down like lights down, I'd hit the fuse
I'm confused darling, I'm confused darling
what is that white noise clouding my halo
what does that mean when you're alone
keep thinking the same thoughts
have no idea where they lead
looking at the bark to find some grounding
but lightning is all I need, a fight is all I need
hard pills you take, hard pill to swallow again and again and again
I am a tree spreading water underground
I am a tree spreading water around
I am a tree
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10. |
Big fish
05:31
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There's not a cloud above the city
that's raining on my head
when I go through the crack above the forest
could you hold it's hand
when I look through the treeline
where the longleafs climb
save the glory for us, all is lust
that hurts him bad
it hurt me bad
it calls her bad
won't hurt you back
crying, with flower covered hands
needing my bed
needing my bed
needing my bed
needing
that hurts him bad
it hurt me bad
it calls her back
won't hurt you back
you save some
you take some
you save none, oxygen
needing shade
give and let go, you stay
waiting on a big fish
tell a friend, to waste it
shut me off, pose real quick
what a shift, what a shift
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11. |
Lungs
03:33
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I feel like my sight is misguided
I feel like my lungs have had too much excitement
I'm just the honest child, I'm just an honest boy
Who's nostalgia kicks him at all the wrong times
Now I forgot how to breathe that night
But it won't happen again
I swear I'm smarter than this, I swear I'm smarter than this
But I still get scared, and I wish you would come
It's all I think about and in my mind I'm dumb
I feel like this glove just might be wrong
Just because, I wish you were here
Learning to retain water
Foot presses the drain, just harder
To push through the waffle
The thoughts of something awful
Kisses all the same
Press on my lips and I retain the same water
A feeling out of need and not fodder
Bay and bay and bay
I think I'll find solitude in my disdain
Succumb to the same things
I wish I could get away
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12. |
Like water
06:36
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Looking for a gaze
I’m lost in a game
A mirror maze
Lost in all the nice to know you wells
It’s real
I’ll chase it
on my face, I’ll trace it
filling up the pile
dirt in my eye
dirt everywhere I go
I am slow
i am slow
hung my heart in the grass
will it grow?
I don’t know
I don’t know
Now I know
I am slow
I am slow
Black dog
You don’t know what you mean
Black dog
You don’t know what you mean
monarch kid
how are you holding up
I’ll always be slow
give a little bit, it’s gifts it’s gifts
it comes and it grows
space odyssey
not really
I am right here
not tryna leave
forgiving, I really don’t mind this hell
I really don’t mind this hell
spill out, spill out, spill out, spill out
like water, like god
like a dog like a dog
I’m fading, like water
Like a dog, Like a dog
I’m fading, like water
Like god
Stuffed it back in and got to thinking about doing this more often
You gotta get out of my face
I swear to fucking god, like water I am holy
Now I’m sitting on a nice bouquet of lavender
Smelling it for memory when coming home
The same smell I’m used to, not lithium
Like brand new
Water
Babe are you, Like water
Like god
My body moves on
My body is god
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