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Waking Up 2:15
03:51
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They cut 'em off below
They cut 'em off
Just beneath the kneecaps
Let me lying on my back
They said it wouldn't hurt no
The doctor said the infection was too deep
For something like a skin graft
Waking up at 2:15
I can still feel them underneath my hospital sheets
I'm not standing on both feet
I can still feel them bruised
Inside my shrinking shoes
They cut 'em off below
I was hooked up to a morphine drip
So I never even felt the knife
A no-footed freak-show
The nurses say that I'll be just fine
Back to Life in no time flat
Waking up at 2:15
I can still feel them underneath my hospital sheets
I'm not standing on both feet
I can still feel them bruised
Inside my shrinking shoes
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2. |
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I don't know if I told you
There's a light in your eyes
It's a lot like gravity to me
Sometimes you're the only thing that's keeping me here
tethered to this spinning sphere
I don't know if I told you
When I wake up at 3 AM
Next to you but all alone
I listen to your breathing
It reminds me why
In the morning I have strength to rise
God, I know life can be such a let down
Counting all your stars alone
Behind that desk with nothing to do
But smile on cue and answer the phone
I don't know if I told you
There's a prayer in your kiss
A letter straight to heaven's gate
A thanks
Sometimes it's all the faith I have
to say I hope you'll never walk away
I have to say I hope you'll never walk away
God I know love can be such a let down
Counting all your stars alone
Behind that desk with nothing to do
But smile on cue and answer the phone
Smile on cue and answer the phone.
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3. |
Never Been to New York
03:29
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She opens her arms and she just flew away
I know it's not right but I can't stand to wait.
No I've never been to New York
No east coast holiday
No I've never been to New York
Only L.A.
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4. |
Faint
05:13
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I'm down to this so faint and fleeting
So tired of my wrists and ankles bleeding
And all things coming in between you and me
It's all jumbled up inside
I've grown broken, faint and tired tonight.
I tear it down, I cast it away
Claw these eyes out, just to see your face
Don't think I mind this kind of blindness
I just want to see your face again.
It's all jumbled up inside
I've grown broken, faint and tired tonight.
I'm barely here
I'm hardly breathing
The hull is breached
My ship is sinking
It's a slow drown
I'm coming around this time
I guess I'm ready to die.
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5. |
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Maybe you're just tired
Maybe I'm just bored of the pomp and circumstance
Of the drama and dissonance
Yeah, we're still here.
Not dead just ignored
Holding on for dear life to hear
Hanging on for that check to clear
And it's all overdone
And we're all underwhelmed
Dumbed down, decaffeinated
All my drum loops super saturated
If you're sick of the rock, rock, rock and roll
If you're drunk on the engine fumes
Sugar sweet and market-driven
Armor-plated and bullet-proof
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