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Away
00:36
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We were taught to chase our dreams
With a bachelors in science hoping to escape your esteem
We were taught with a fear of needles
To cower to a fireplace to keep you away
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2. |
LBS1
01:23
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Certain words of hurt
Can shade the tears
Any color
Then you can
Discover
What truly
Happened to me
Abstract happiness
Can be construed
As loneliness
Sometimes we
Never know
Please don’t
Let it go
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3. |
Iron Creases
01:50
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These ironed creases have
Shackled me to this desk
I’m drowned in papers left
Behind from yesterday
These ironed creases
Give me a check that I want to burn
Biweekly pay makes me
Murder my own sense of self
My ironed creases
Stink of starch and self harm
The idea of freedom
Has come and gone, once again
My ironed creases have
Shown the world that I’m a pawn
To greater powers that
I wish would disappear from here
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4. |
SYS
01:22
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Killing our pines, killing our beasts
You’re no object, you’re just sentient greed
The oil and smoke has corroded your soul
And someday soon the swamp will swallow you whole
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5. |
Call Me Dry
01:18
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All I know is I waste my time living
And all I can do is keep on giving
What did they make me for and why am I here
This generational curse has really gone amiss
I forgive and forget but I truly imagine
Due to this process I am here misshapen
I process my existence as merely a phase
I travel deep inside but it ends up in shame
I cannot shift, shape, or form like the others
Call me dry with insensitive eyes
I process my existence as merely a phase
I travel deep inside but it ends up in shame
I cannot shift, shape, or form like the others
Call me dry with insensitive eyes
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6. |
LBS2
01:35
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My shadow haunted me
From where I used to be
Heavier than time
I am truly terrified
These things they come and go
It helps to let it grow
And as I watched the map
Hard to ever look back
Became so clear to me
This is my destiny
Cars pass and make a noise
How long can I keep this poise
It’s pathetic
Never
Understood
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7. |
Fixed
01:08
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Stuck in by force
Cattle, steer locked in
Tarred and feathered
Bespoke no more
I’m not whole
A cold lost ark
Moving in place
Nowhere to go
Stoned and enthroned, to fix or be fixed
A tyrant myself, a hiss to be dimmed
Demon I am, these trials I face to
Fix or be fixed, fix or be fixed
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8. |
Slurms MacKenzie
01:17
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Falling down and falling up
Disillusioned, depreciated
Minimum wage, maximum rage
All I want to do is turn the page
Clear my throat of all the lies
I gave myself at one time
List keeps piling up, on and up
I am hurt but I am sure that
We will be okay
Fuck you
If our hearts are cold, then they’ve won the war
If our hearts are cold, then they have it all
If our hearts are warm, we’ve got a chance
With our hearts warm, let’s fucking dance
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9. |
Bank Song
01:27
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Checking my statement just to see if I can live
Last paycheck was looking pretty thin
Why the fuck are sick days a sin?
I worked a goddamn double last week
I guess I will as I must
Underneath my bed after a couple of locks
An SKS that my friend built me
Time to go and get some tree
Pulling up to the bank as the clock hits 5
Underneath my mask is a hatred of life
I just wish I had some money for rent
Time has come and it’s way too late
Going in, I’m gettin’ out
With a couple bags to help me
A couple of months, at least
Oh no, I didn’t want to do it
I’m speeding away at the speed of light
No one seems to be noticing the sight
417 finally did something right
I’m going away
Better off today than I was yesterday
Better off today than I was yesterday
Better off today than I was yesterday
I finally got paid
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