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Motif Schmotif
03:05
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I’ve seen the best and worst in you
You couldn’t hide it if you tried
I slide down the frost on your chest
With I love you’s between each sigh
You said I’ve done this all before
I said you’re probably right
With each touch my tongue grows stuck to you
And tears apart with each new rise
I don’t know why
But you don’t mind
You’re probably right
I don’t know why
But you don’t mind
You’re probably right
With each scrape
We’ll find out
How much of me we’ll piece together
With each chip
Of my past
You’ll feel the wrong man
You thought you’ve done this all yourself
I know of this you’re just wrong
With each taste I feel the change in you
A coldness that I’ve just grown
I face this mirror nearly daily
And the shards of work undone
I’m trying hard to keep your heart in
And stop my body from doing wrong
I don’t know why
But you don’t mind
You’re probably right
I don’t know why
But you don’t mind
You’re probably right
With each scrape
We’ll find out
How much of me we’ll piece together
With each chip
Of my past
You’ll feel the wrong man
xx.
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2. |
Hunting For Rest
05:14
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I’m faceless
And I’ve faded
Into these sidewalks held by better dreams
I mean it
Or I meant it
But those thoughts are gone
With hope for anything
I’m calling me out
On pretending I know I’m who I should’ve been
I’m falling on my own terms
And pretending I know I’m who I should’ve been
I’m tired
Of torn thread
But I’ve tried so hard to work them on the seams
I lack it
Creativity
But I’ve tried so hard to see this done to me
I’m calling me out
On pretending I know I’m who I should’ve been
I’m falling on my own terms
And pretending I know I’m who I should’ve been
I haven’t got anything left
No words or recollections
I’ve been hunting for rest
Running and chasing and sweating in dreams
Those jokes paint a picture of what’s in my head
I’ve got this itch
A gift from the dead
I’ve been waiting
I haven’t got anything left
No words or recollections
I’ve been hunting for rest
Running and chasing and sweating in dreams
You’ve got the anger
I’ve got the passion
I’ll love you forever if you let me
I’ve been waiting
xx.
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3. |
Los Desperados
05:45
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I cleaned my room when you left
Pulled apart my ribs and emptied my chest
Not that I care about you or the rest
Just a slightly acceptable way to meet my death
I don’t need what I’m not looking for
I’ve got my health
I’ve got my father’s wealth
You say I’m a mess while in rapport
I’ve got my health
I’ve got my father’s wealth
We’re the ones you never wanted to kiss
The saddest kids you know
We’re the ones who only wanted some fun
You’d never sink this low
I’ve been there
I’ve seen it
Of you and me and the end
I’ll spit on you and you’ll drift away
Just a slightly acceptable way to meet my death
I don’t need what I’m not looking for
I’ve got my health
I’ve got my father’s wealth
you say I’m a mess while in rapport
I’ve got my health
I’ve got my father’s wealth
We’re the ones you never wanted to kiss
The saddest kids you know
We’re the ones who only wanted some fun
You’d never sink this low
I’ve fallen come fall
Because I’ve seen what you’ll never give to me
I don’t mind it
But I feel it
I’m just used to the prick to bleed
My bones break come fall
The colours start to mean nothing
I don’t mind it
But I feel it
What I hope to never see
We’re the ones you never wanted to kiss
The saddest kids you know
We’re the ones who only wanted some fun
You’d never sink this low
xx.
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4. |
Never Not Never
02:10
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xx.
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5. |
Engineer Girls
03:57
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With some time and patience
You could bend these circuits and reprogram who I could be
We could exchange worn parts and cold frames
Until I function how I could be
I could process the thought of us together
And erase old data from rainy weather
You could warm this cold exterior
Fueled by something less inferior
This series of actions
Built from long reactions
Could make me a better man
Engineer girls could build my heart up
And calculate how long it’s been
Rebuilding my thoughts and actions
And plans to destroy all humans!
Sockets fill without ambition
But won’t let me quite fit in
Rebuilding my thoughts and actions
And plans to destroy all humans!
With all these parts and your touch
You could program who I could be
We could string together new thoughts
Until I function how I could be
I could process the thought of us together
And erase old data from rainy weather
You could warm this cold exterior
Fueled by something less inferior
This series of actions
Built from long reactions
Could make me a better man
Engineer girls could build my heart up
And calculate how long it’s been
Rebuilding my thoughts and actions
And plans to destroy all humans!
Sockets fill without ambition
But won’t let me quite fit in
Rebuilding my thoughts and actions
And plans to destroy all humans!
xx.
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Lint Toronto, Ontario
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