1. |
La Mancha
02:18
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2. |
Livin' la Vida Locust
03:15
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A bird will spread its wings
To scare off larger things
Me, I just sit there
I do nothing
But fantasise about
A world where I am king
'Cos it's easier to joke
Than to pack my things and leave
I see someone I know
And it ruins my day
(Don't ask, don't ask, don't ask, don't ask, I don't know)
Another perfect day
Spent in the usual way
Heating soup in the ashtray
(Don't ask, don't ask, don't ask, don't ask, I don't know)
Dying for a kiss
And bursting for a piss
Surely there must be more to life than this
(Don't ask, don't ask, don't ask, don't ask, I don't know)
Crawling 'cross the floor
And listening at the door
The party down the hall
Continues its assault
And someone grabs my arm
And someone grabs my hair
I try to keep my cool
While falling down the stairs
Trapped beneath the glass
And screaming for my dad
Both arms twisted
Up behind my back
And could I kill a man?
Two guns to mark the choice:
One against my hip
And one against my head
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3. |
Knight of Swords
00:20
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Evil is
Everywhere
All the time
No-one cares
A man outside
Electrified
He shit himself
And then he died
Well nevermind
At least he tried
Not like me
I run and hide
I make it home
Unplug the phone
I lock the doors
I keep them closed
I keep them closed
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4. |
Not That
02:48
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Love
I've been
Thinking
About us
Love
I think
There is something
We could do
Love
I want
You to hurt me
Will you?
Love
I know
It's not easy
Living with me
Love
I know
And you don't have to
If you don't want to
But love,
I think
If you do this
We'd be happy
A cut on the cheek
A burn on the arm
A kick in the teeth
Or a kick in the head
I rolled over and asked love,
Would you do anything for me?
You rolled over and you said love,
Anything but that
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5. |
Knight of Cups
00:20
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Evil is
In us all
Everyone
Is capable
Even I
The paradigm
Of purer thought
I had my time
But that was then
And this is now
The moral fog
That weighs us down
Sometimes it is
An evil shroud
And other times
It's just a cloud
It's just a cloud
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6. |
Objects in Mirror
01:52
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I love you
And you love me
Give me strength
And show pity
Everyone
Is so angry
In my head
It's often said
They don't know my name
They can't see my face
I've had enough
Of blowing up
From speeding cars
And killing trucks
Run me down
Or fuck me up
Just please don't shout
Or chew me out
They don't know my name
They can't see my face
You and me
Let's leave right now
Pack our things
And get out of town
Find a hole
And settle down
Never die
Just stay inside
They don't know my name
They can't see my face
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7. |
nothing.
02:14
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The condemned man
Gets it wrong
Every time
His whole life
Just hot ash
And red wine
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8. |
Oestrogen I
06:06
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Goodnight white pride
I won't see you on the other side
We will pack our bags
And leave this house the right
Night
Too slow homophobe
The safe life we will never know
With you and mom
Telling us to both
Go
Fuck off and get free
Watch TV and never sleep
It's so hard
Constantly to be
I need it now
Oestrogen
I want it all
Oestrogen
It's all I have
Oestrogen
Fuck off and get free
Watch TV but never see
It's so hard
Constantly to be
To be me
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9. |
Tournament (Get Fought)
00:38
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Stop your whining and your crying
All your stupid dreams are over now
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10. |
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The knight of the lions
Was killed tonight
On a beach in Spain
In the bleak sunlight
He screamed in pain
Before he died
Then he took his things
And went back inside
The knight of the lions
Was born again
In a book I read
On a beach in Spain
He screamed in pain
From the top of the page
Then he hid his face
And ran away
Ain't that just like me?
A plant watered
With alcohol
Will turn into
An animal
A pet fed on
Propanolol
Could only be
Unloveable
And ain't that just like me?
Holy fucking shit I've been alive for twenty years
I'm old enough to know better by now
Failure speaks in clicks and beeps and sleeps between my shoulders
And surfaces whenever I allow
When I was just a little girl
I opened up and ate the world
It left me sick with sour taste
That spread across my cherub face
Sealed up my lips and asshole
Left to live a fleshy capsule
With nothing but a pen with which
I write the book of failure
Back then you would've found me in an awkward adolescence
Standing at the bus stop with a twinkle in my eye
Flipped off from a passing car and shoved into the screaming dark
A personal attack upon that instance of my life
The feeling coming over me was something I had felt when I was younger when I realised that my safety wouldn't last
A mix of sadness, guilt, and pain
Internalising everything
I fantasised a house fire where only I survived
Now I know I'm nothing but an empty fucking shell
Two legs, an ass, a head with nothing in
Once upon a time there was a spine to hold me up
Now I'm just a fuck without an inkling of self love
A parody of human nature
I know by heart the book of failure
Been over it ten thousand times
I've memorised it line by line
Every single word therein and every single little thing that got me where I am today
I owe it all to failure
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11. |
Leaving La Mancha
02:36
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Have you heard the news?
Have you checked the weather?
Everything is fine
Everything is better
Get up, go outside
Listen to the laughter
Let go of your guilt
Happy ever after
Have you ever been
So depressed you wanted
To give up your things
And run away to haunt some
Island in the south
Far away from harm
Instead you lock the door
And lie down on the carpet
Have you heard the news?
Have you checked the weather?
Life on Earth is good
And we know only pleasure
Loneliness is fine
But loneliness could never
Make you want to go
Through with it forever
Log on, dry my eyes
Tell my friends I'm sorry
I hope that I last
Longer than my worry
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12. |
Just Married!
01:58
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Something borrowed
Something blue
And someone here tonight is
In love with you
And I am too
I'll keep it hid
But if you like
I'll take you with
It's just a feeling
It don't mean nothing
It's just a feeling
It don't mean shit
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13. |
Oestrogen II
00:32
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Speed down the old street
To the house where we made out
And I flew into the front room
And I slept on the big couch
And I cried in the bathroom
And I cried in the front yard
And I cried on the way home
And I swore on a big star
That I would never go back
Never go back
Never go back
Never go back again
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