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Hark - Dandelion
04:36
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Undefined selfish possessions
What a sacrifice to soothe a bitter man
Existence draped in circumstance
Loaded prayers, the burden of strength
I thank you for your words but can’t recall your face
Let alone your name
Tired tracks still mark a trail
It’s Thursday, write it down
Boorish broken knuckles brooding
Won’t make something profound
Speak out both sides of your mouth
I swear I know you but I’m starting to have doubts
Wait, what’s today?
If it’s not one thing it’s another
Be it partner or my mother
I’m asking you to understand
I cannot quite make out
Such dandelion whims
No sense in treading water
When we both know how to swim
I don’t want to be alone
But I want to be alone
I’m having such a hard time
I don’t want to be alone
But I want to be alone
I just can’t make up my mind
It’s grief, it’s shame, it’s solitude
It’s homemade and it’s fucking rude
It’s feeling like a blood clot
Tone it down, we’re innocent
The only thing we’re guilty of
Is that this life is hard-fought
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I don't wanna burn
for your old bitch lover
I'm not gonna run
cause there ain't no other
Leave your mask on
Cause i'm not gonna kiss ya
Get my leaf blower and i'll
Blow you away
Girl i won't kiss and tell
This number is a sign
Open my secret hell
All the things that must pass
This number is alright
Here's my foot on your ass
I don't wanna crave
Here's a lot of jazz
I don't wanna leave
this bed sheets and covers
A monument of hate
Against the right side
A monument of hate
Against the left side
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Hark - Brewer
02:30
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Every day’s the same thing
Just a choice of what to wear
I don’t seem to fit the pattern
So now my voice wastes the air
And I fought 40-hour hangovers
And fucked off just to be
In control of my emotions
Marked by the number of the beast
Yet you don’t see my horns
Quite like I do, I’m doomed
Who knew, despite the proof that you
Love this bitter, anxious fool
The god of god, of everything
Doesn’t even pull the strings
Puny corporate superstars
Worship in their piss-stained jeans
I feel my hips are grinding down my ribs
My organs left adrift
The owl in my speaker’s speaking
But I can’t make out what’s been said
No, not quite yet but I’m sure I’ll catch the drift real soon
How long have we been inside this room?
Not sure, but we’ll catch the drift real soon
How long have we been inside this room?
My vocal cords feel out of tune
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Got beat on till I'm dead
The broozed kids really wanna fight em
Got drunk by these machines
They love,cheat, steal
Every silver lining
Motherfucker
There's riots in the streets
The cops walking their beat
In summer vibes
Got rid of this old shame
Beautiful as a rock
In a coppers maze
Take a little ride
One horse got released
Jael, Maggie, Sadie
You will see
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Hark - Reminisce
03:19
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I saw you were home
So I drove a bit more
To finish up my thought
And settle the score
Inside my head, inside my head
Inside my head, inside my head
Inside my head, inside my head
We called for action
You gave us a monologue
A tourniquet of prayers
For a head that’s sawed-off
A child in orthopedic shoes
Boasting his masturbatory blues
I reminisce with bitter fondness
Ain’t that just a ruse
I flex the muscles in my neck
Try to feign some self-respect
Through this pressure in my chest
That’s begging me to rest
I’m a child lost in the woods
Climbing trees but I’m no good
I say I’m scared of heights
But I’m more scared of falling
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Like she said
Think I better
Staying at home is alright
Got my juices
I can tell ya
The enemy is soft inside
Dog walked
Pain blocked
Got money to spend
One of these days i will
get a letter from a girl
In a rock n roll band
I will not follow da police
Ill ring their bell if you please
Pick on the bully of men
Right outside my house
There's a parked black van
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Hark - Homemade Sin
05:16
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With the mounds of books you’ve read
And all that knowledge that you’ve learned
It doesn’t mean that you’re a scholar
It doesn’t mean you have the answers
No, it’s simply your opinion
Though you state it as a fact
In the face of opposition
You fell short and on your back
I don’t care about your schooling
No, I have questions all my own
You can say all the words you want
But I still need to find a home
Where I can lay my head to rest
And where I always look my best
All this self-pity that I own
Is getting old, it’s gotten old
When I finally saw your skin
It was uglier than homemade sin
So as you float down that river Nile
I’ll pray to god, I hope it saves you all the while
We’ll start with mounds of dirt
As we slowly stoke this fire
We’ll work into the night
Or until we tire
Yeah, we’ll build upon this tower
Piece by piece
Oh my god, you know I’m trying
And I’ve been begging for some peace
I could spin a tale like spiderwebs
To make you all impressed
I guess I, I just impress myself
With how well I get depressed
And I swear I know your son
Though we’ve never shaken hands
God, I hope that will be good enough
To save me in the end
When I finally saw your skin
It was uglier than homemade sin
So as you float down the river Nile
I’ll pray to god, I hope it saves you all the while
When I finally saw my skin
It was uglier than homemade sin
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Wait another minute
I'm not ready to go on
I'm sick, wanna go to bed instead
Rattling drums
Smoke a lot of cigarettes
Get drunk and now it's time to hit it
I bet you don't love me anymore
Look at all the cool kids
How did D Boon do this?
I wanna do it too
The dude from APTBS sees this
Apocalyptic mess, oh shit
I bet you don't love me anymore
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Johnny be good
You've got crystal hands
Johnny be nice
Hope to see you home for tonight
See me hopelessly crying
Try not to start a new riot
Gotta live up to my name
And be a strong kid floating in space
Johnny be good
Be a big strong man
I dream I would buy you
A mountain of this mess
See me hopelessly crying
Try not to start a new riot
Gotta live up to my name
And be a strong kid floating in space
Someday i wanna come knocking
Hope you made it through this life
And we'll say fuck it
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Do you think about dying?
Do you think about how cold heaven could be?
Do you think about the long lines?
Do you think about the love you might leave?
Do you wonder how we got here?
Do you frankly just not give a shit?
Do you think about Jesus?
Have you not come to terms with him yet?
I know I do things wrong
I know I do things wrong
Can I ask you please to stay here?
Can I ask you to stop waking me up?
Can I ask you just to love me?
Can I ask you to back the fuck up?
Come over, play a board game
And watch me as I get way too drunk
Count my friends out on my fingers
As the shower water loosens me up
I know I do things wrong
I know I do things wrong
I know I do things wrong
You know I do things wrong
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