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Skin On Skin
04:21
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Hard to picture you with me
When past regrets are all I see
But if I don’t know hate then I won’t know disgust
And if I can’t find peace then I won’t know love
But If I didn't care, then I wouldn't stay
I'd be taking my place in the crowd
If I didn't care, then I wouldn't stay
I might bury your face too far down
And close the door on affection
Forget you for my protection
If I didn't care, then I wouldn't stay
I'd be taking my place in the crowd
Make a list of your episodes
All the casual encounters that you’ve had
Skin on skin I don’t want to know
It’ll hit me like a bullet in the back
But if I don’t know hate then I won’t know disgust
And if I can’t find peace then I won’t know love
But If I didn't care, then I wouldn't stay
I'd be taking my place in the crowd
If I didn't care, then I wouldn't stay
I might bury your face too far down
And close the door on affection
Forget you for my protection
If I didn't care, then I wouldn't stay
I'd be taking my place in the crowd
I had a dream I was broken down at your place
Your hands were clean, so you wiped the dirt from my face
But if I didn’t care
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2. |
Quarrel With Sleep
03:33
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Please, I’m on a roll
Tried to get me to happier
But how could I know
If my happiness was the right size
I will go
California might treat us right
If we ever show, if we ever show
Pray I’m making you proud
I’ll keep working it out
Lost my place, stop pulling me apart
I wanna fix it but I don’t even know where to start
All this time I need now
Why can’t the day just slow down
Oh it’s not enough, It’s not enough to breath
I can’t afford to give you anymore of me, no
Pray I’m making you proud
I’ll keep working it out
Lost my place, stop pulling me apart
I wanna fix it but I don’t even know where to start
Pray I’m making you proud
I’ll keep working it out
Lost my place, stop pulling me apart
I wanna fix it but I don’t even know where to start
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3. |
Telling Stories
03:12
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Speak if you want
But say it as if you were dining alone
Cut from your tongue
Make it seem real like you feel it in your bones
With all that you spew
Make sure youre saying something
Or stick to the truth
Like being honest gets you off
Martyrs are gone, martyrs are hard to find
Don’t open your mouth if you cant cross the line
I want to be strong; I want to be good this time
I want to try to make it better now
Telling Stories
Does it make you happy?
Oh you fooled me
Don’t think that’s a good idea
Sing if you want
Let it all out like you want to be free
Act like you’ve won
And everyone else is just swimming in a sea
Of cold apathy and lazy scribes
Martyrs are gone, martyrs are hard to find
Don’t open your mouth if you cant cross the line
I want to be strong; I want to be loud this time
I want to try, so you can hear me know
Telling Stories
Does it make you happy?
Oh you fooled me
Don’t think that’s a good idea
For you to pawn yourself off or
Sell your soul until you get caught
With nothing else and no one but yourself
All and all you’ve had your fun
Wash it off when the day is done
All and all you’ve had your fun
Martyrs are gone, Martyrs are hard to find
Don’t open you mouth if you can’t cross the line
Martyrs are gone, Martyrs are hard to find
Telling Stories
Does it make you happy?
Oh you fooled me
Don’t think that’s a good idea
For you to pawn yourself off or
Sell your soul until you get caught
With nothing else and no one but yourself
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An Honest Life
03:39
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What if my thoughts aren’t real
Chemically bound to progress and
Maybe I don’t know how to feel
What if my words aren’t mine
Stolen from books and street signs
I never learned how to slow or yield
What is an honest life
Something that wasn’t chosen or
Maybe Im just to tired to fight
Hoping it’s worth the wait
Hoping our passion lifts us up
Okay, Well okay, Im okay I guess.
Always chasing after empty glory
I need to have my own story
I want to have my own life
I was living by numbers
And waiting for summer
To take me from you
What a waste
Now I walk liberated
A child that hated
The work that we choose
Everyday
The way you pushed us out
The way you conquer now
The way your voice resounds
The way we all fall down
Time, don’t confirm my doubts
Now, good ghost on my couch
Stay here for a little while, I’ll
Breathe in as you sit beside
Now I’ll show you what I’ve found
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