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Klump
01:52
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Inundated until I am blue in the face
Belongings piling up until I'm out of space
I don’t need it
Eyes filled with screens, but still wanting more
I just gotta know what's next in store
I don't need it
Possessions are now the rule of thumb
I don’t need it? Don't be dumb
I don't need it
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Disgraced among groups devoid
Of any sense beyond what's told
The lights, oh, they blind my eyes
Questions beg for faces seen
Insight in provoking rise
Sights sought solely to demean
What gives in getting done
Turned around since coming from
Hollow except for those blinding lights
Aura seeps to the lowest point
Lineage of lies and baseless spite
Words wrap tight with static rejoice
What gives in getting done
Turned around since coming from
What is there left to keep?
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Where I Err
01:39
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Functioning on a newfound lack of sympathy
To address, unbiased, what things take hold in me
Constructive, my claim
To better my aim
I know now where I err
And for all things I could not care
The quiet inside is peaceful despite
The faults that bare themselves in dimming light
Unresponsive, my blame
Critical, degrade
I know now where I err
And for all the things I couldn't care
I am the most critical I have ever been
I can only hope that it won't turn blinding
What are we, but a web of veins?
Balls of flesh tearing through space
Time measured by the length of our stride
Yet, I digress by looking behind
I know now where I err
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Sophisticated Leisure
02:43
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Ambition's frail, nothing stirs
Interests wain, red with rust
Afraid of change and getting older
Stagnant life caked with dust
Bound by what I do, my time again
Back and forth, doubt ingrained
Out of sight, potential husk
Nothing changes - it stays the same
Stagnant life caked in dust
Bound by what I do, my time again
I'm bound by what I do, my time, again, abused
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Soft On The Senses
03:12
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Value added in the boldest text
"Something worthwhile, above the mess"
Structured to better digest
Still, it pleases me
Aesthetically, it pleases me
The more I see, it pleases me
Stimulation without any rest
Soft on the senses but still hard pressed
Curious decisions that don't really mesh
But still, it pleases me
It pleases me.
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Work
Why aren't you happy with what you do?
Don't you realize that's what defines you?
Worth
The contrast between me and you
I don't live to be what I do
Worse
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Can You See?
02:27
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A gnawing, a burning, a twisting doubt
Foregoing what could - returning without
A seizing, a stifling, a wrenching stare
Returning without a thought to compare
Can you see?
A frequent, a shallow, a bastard want
Providing what could - despising the thought
A timely, a worthless, a selfish guess
Despising the thought of certain regress
Can you see?
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Island Time
01:35
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I let me regret an end to affect
I soon must attest the root of distress
My regret is too strong a contempt
Don't want to waste what I have felt
By looking back at things I've missed
Figure it out
Too strong a contempt - don't waste what is felt
I soon must attest - look back at things I've missed
Yet, I still let me regret
This will be the end to affect
Unwanted root of my distress
Figure it out
Today's tomorrows future and I'm sitting in the dark
Sitting in the dark
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My Life Is A Bit
01:11
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I know I've said it before, let me explain again
My words will come together, I swear they will make sense
My life is
Wait, that's not what I meant - it made sense in my head
Then it reaches my tongue and fails on the way out
My life is
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Spend so many words on me not to progress in some way
Writing lines of history, please don't make me stay
It's of no use
To try and own my groove
Fall back in line
You're the one that decides
Considering my lot I really can't complain
I know who I am just not what I'm trying to say
Not to abuse
Try to own my groove
Fall out of line
You still get to decide
I'm feeling fine, but that doesn't ease my mind
There's an inlay in my mind that reads: Forever, Taking Time
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