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Periscope
01:43
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I could use, your words to wake me up in the morning, like you're favorite little lines, I'll repeat them all the time, and they'd always sound like that. Let me re-emphasize my adoration, explanation points in full swing.
I hear clichés to the beat of being young and in love, and you're a dove without the cards. A periscope fixated on the world at large, and an autumn sky without clouds. Here's a choker wear it like a charm, your words and mouth choke on, and I can't seem to get it out.
I'm standing by a willow tree, with my veins dried out and I'm waiting for the rain to come, but its been hot here, wrap me up in plastic, push me down a hill, I'd say we had some fun, words and mouth choke on.
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Leaving El Paso
05:04
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You cant live and be a poison, when you're the aftertaste and sweat. Foam at the mouth you're joking, with every laugh you're losing breath. I can see you're a hoax, locked in a daydream, and your key is cruel and cold, you can't find your sleeves. You have a mind like rotation, and you're stuck on syndication.
Become the show, the charade, you've created for yourself, the voice in my head sings better than I can, and I've been nails on a chalkboard, it's been weeks since you've passed, with my head in the gutter and my mouth in the flask.
The voice in my head, sings better than I can, but lately it's been talking to me.
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We Have Arrived
04:33
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The way you're breathing now, slow steps the pavement drowns, quicksand in your legs, cement for your hands, and a cave for your head, that cave that I burrow in. It used to hold thoughts, where did they go? I know you let your mind wander, but since when did you follow, there was so much left to do with the plans we had set and made, I made you a list, so you wouldn't be afraid and I was scared, scared because I was completing rituals in my head, and I wanted to take your place.
I wanted you to live with your uncle, just move a few towns over, I thought it'd work out, but now my only goal is to reconnect with my brother. I can't use this as a way to get closer, he didn't know anything and I'm breaking the news fashionably late, and he'll scream and scream because there I go again, the same thing I did when your mom got in that crash.
You were too young to remember, and I'm so sorry I never meant for this tragedy to be a secret, it was hard coming clean about what happened, I didn't wear my heart on my sleeve for the first time, after that I cut all my sleeves off even in the winter, because caved in snow days and hydroplanes on sleet meant nothing more than a reason why I wish I took the wheel that day, I knew she would have told you the truth, turns out its true what they say about white lies, I guess its true that the truth hurts, but I've been so weak, I've waiting until you couldn't feel it.
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