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Mt Zion Brae
03:09
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I'm so bored of being bored and picking at my scabs
I'm sick of going out in the rain to drown rats
This place is just a ghost town and I am just a ghost
In the middle of a golden field, we’ll find out who lost the most
I've tried not to avoid your question, but I haven't got an answer
I hate to say it but I can't connect with my brothers
My mother ever since I was born I really loved her
But she wants me to see a shrink to pick apart the way that I think
Back in the Guynd
When we stopped being sick
Turned up too late, I got kicked in the kitchen sink
Was too late to place my brick
Now I need more motivation, or some sort of a muse
And I’ve tried playing by their rules and failed so I’ll play the blues
Out in the sticks, living with no regrets but I quit
I know I’d go back but I can barely remember it
Back in the Guynd
When we stopped being sick
Turned up too late, I got kicked in that kitchen sink
Was too late to place my brick
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Beautiful Violent
04:00
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Count back your days to your first one
Is there anything you wish you’d done?
Is there anyone you wish you loved? Anything you wish you learned?
Did you spend your nights being clubbed? Or smoking till your lips were burned?
Did you fill your head with noise? Go broke buying pointless toys?
Hours spent staring at screens; do you love the smell of gasoline?
Oh god no, we are wonderful and so polite
Oh god no, we are forgetful and not precise
You can’t get to sleep at night? You’ve never had a single fight?
You wake up late your rooms a mess? Your parents hate the way you dress?
Do you wish you’d seen the world instead of just the same four walls and doors?
Well keep on staring at that clock, it’s over now please make it stop
Oh god no, we are wonderful and so polite
Oh god no, we are forgetful and not precise
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I Am Not An Exit
06:36
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Go back, we can’t go back to the start , we are just heart attacks
Inside that shell, a more twisted kind of personal hell, hello
My dear, you have nothing more to fear, when I'm not around
Just like now, keep your head up in the clouds, feet way off the ground
I am not an exit
Do I even exist at all?
I thought I was an entrance but I’m probably the hall
I am not an exit
What do I resemble?
I thought that I was done for but I might be invincible
Go and leave your footprints in the snow, this season is pretty cold
Try to hold it, for a moment but I guess I missed it, oh well
I’m in hell, everything is going swell, I’ve wasted so much time
Yours and mine, play it off like it’s just fine, something weird is still inside
Got my ticket out of here, but it means I have to leave my lover
Although I really love her, I don't know when I'll be back for her
Don’t know what I will do, over there and I leave real soon and I know the single hardest thing, will be not hearing you sing a song, just for me
In all the time that I've known you, I've never been able to show what's beneath this fur, I thought you might get bored cause I'm made of glass, scared and covered in cracks, and sometimes I'm an ass
You're gonna be so far away while I’m staying in the south of Spain and I’ll be with a different kind, was being here just a waste of time? I can't help where I was born, I still don't know where I belong and the people I've known have kept me strong, but they're disappearing from view
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Sonderman
03:52
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Don't you dare untie that knot; I won't think you're strange
I won't think that you're useless, you have a priceless brain
Driving down a country road, ash in our hair
A purple cloud surrounded us, weird fishes swimming everywhere
I think you've noticed that all we are is insects and bacteria
Introducing helplessness, the greatest gift of all
Blur away the edges in a fuzzy bath of alcohol
At the end of the third act, who could that be?
Ignore the taste of blood and dirt, you will never be free
I think you’ve noticed that all we are is insects and bacteria
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