1. |
FASTESTMANALIVE!
02:39
|
|||
FASTESTMANALIVE!
Sabotage was a game we played as kids
No golden trophies
No more "everybody wins"
Line drawn in the sand
Impulse divisions made without a backup plan
You knew exactly where you'd stand
But old habits die hard
Much harder than me
And I never quite cared for complicity
Steadfast as only the blackest sheep can be
You stay up
Jaw tight all night
Writhing on the bedroom floor
Atop a tank of desperation
I lit a match and set my course
Insomnia
A sport more suitable for men
A condition much less merciful than death
Contracted from
The existential push and pull
From never shutting your eyes in the search for truth
But old habits die hard
Much harder than me
And I never quite cared for complicity
Steadfast as only the blackest sheep can be
You stay up
Jaw tight all night
Writhing on the bedroom floor
Atop a tank of desperation
I lit a match and set my course
|
||||
2. |
Broken Skull
02:28
|
|||
BROKEN SKULL
Broken skull on Sunday morning
Monday morning feels the same
Injuries I plan to keep around
Lying hand in hand with you
We're being held down
By the hands we'll never hold
The silent killer, hands of time, don't make a sound
But the point blank screams are loud and clear
Informing me that the future is now here
My little companion burning my guts to ashes
So why cant I learn from my mistakes?
I'll just keep telling this same story
Like the romances Ms. Emma held so dear
Make all hopes of reformation disappear
Bloodshot eyes on Tuesday morning
And they'll always be the same
Dead giveaway of what's keeping me down
Lying back to back with you
We're being held down
By those dirty frozen hands
The silent killer, hands of time, don't make a sound
|
||||
3. |
Bait for the Buzzards
02:15
|
|||
BAIT FOR THE BUZZARDS
The hounds are starving on the lawn
All depleted eyes, just bags of bones covered with flies
The Master’s off on a crusade
The days of wrath are yet to come (Ginsberg)
Negligence for now
Bait for the buzzards
Sip your old world spirits
Let your mouth paint a mirage
Through a veil of smoke, looking down your nose
The mandate prattles on
Decry the doubters and the worlds you’ll never see
Here’s to complacency in prodigal fallacy
Our comrade’s fallen on his sword
He’s the only one that hasn’t noticed, the only one shrugging it off
He wore his dogma like a noose
With hollow convictions he kicked his stool
So why is he still talking?
Sip your old world spirits
Let your mouth paint a mirage
Through a veil of smoke, looking down your nose
The mandate prattles on
Decry the doubters and the worlds you’ll never see
Here’s to complacency in prodigal fallacy
|
||||
4. |
All that Glitters
02:49
|
|||
ALL THAT GLITTERS
All that glitters will surely get stuck in your eye
Causing temporary blindness and softness of the mind
Some call me bitter, and at times I would agree
I don’t paint a sunny picture in a bleak reality
Yeah, nihilism was a shoe that always fit
And I don’t know if it came looking for me or if I went seeking it
But it gets old
And takes its toll
As I fall back down the rungs of this endless ladder
But I’m still not hiding out
And you’ll know my whereabouts
In the odd chance that you come looking, you’ll know where to find me
I’m treading water, and I’ll keep thrashing ‘til I sink
If I don’t get back to solid ground, won’t you throw me down a wreath?
If I don’t make it, will you hear my voice through the great divide
Telling you to forget the downfall and think back to better times?
‘Cause it’s getting old
Taking its toll
As I fall back down the rungs of this endless ladder
But I’m still not hiding out
And you’ll know my whereabouts
In the odd chance that you come looking, you’ll know where to find me
|
||||
5. |
My Side
03:00
|
|||
MY SIDE
No doubt we've severed ties now
No question as to why and how
I may not always miss you (should be might...i might change that)
But I'll miss the times we've shared
Young and dumb and unprepared
We've all got something to hide
But tonight I wish I had you by my side
We all stopped trying the day that feeling died
But I kept a piece of you and it's all mine
Roman candles on a rooftop
We'd never stop for safety or cops
Fireflies filled the yard in summertime
We were jumping to the moon
Drinks and trampoline in June
We've all travelled far and wide
Today I wish you'd sneak up by my side
|
||||
6. |
Shrink, Austin, Shrink
02:34
|
|||
SHRINK, AUSTIN, SHRINK
Whitewashed
Like a Valium illusion
Lacking the high
Am I missing out on the attraction
Of the Mediocre Life?
Where's the danger?
Where's the rush
In your fixed-gear, black plastic pageant?
I'll be the asphalt to your skin
I'll be the razor to your 'stache
I'll be the thumb, locking the wrist
Waiting for your snarky ass
I'll be the stare you can't avoid
Breathing inches from your face
You from around here, motherfucker?
I hear Brooklyn's fucking great...
I'm trying
To discern the vapid value
Of your forged entitlement
Sneering
Behind that drab, generic costume
Like I could give a shit
Where's the danger?
Where's the rush
In your fixed-gear, black plastic pageant?
I'll be the asphalt to your skin
I'll be the razor to your 'stache
I'll be the thumb, locking the wrist
Waiting for your snarky ass
I'll be the stare you can't avoid
Breathing inches from your face
You from around here, motherfucker?
I hear Brooklyn's fucking great...
|
||||
7. |
Courtesy Cigarette
02:55
|
|||
COURTESY CIGARETTE
We lay our hearts on the line
We don't know what we're doing more than half the time
Spend our days serving undeserving schmucks
Waste our nights then wonder why the streak of such bad luck
I'll just wait safely behind here, watching in silhouette, while you
Line em up, gun em down, no courtesy cigarette
Hot air balloon with a severed rope
Ending up just like our failed attempts to cope
Takes us away and it all seems small
Inevitably we come crashing down and have to pay for it all
It's still a nice dream to dream
Whaddya say we go and blow off some steam
We'll deal with all of this another day
I think we're doing it again and I think that's what we always say
|
||||
8. |
Big Head Alley
02:27
|
|||
BIG HEAD ALLEY
Stumblin' down the road
We built once stone by stone
We once stumbled hand in hand
Until it turned to catch me if you can
Hard water swept me off my feet
Now I'm stuck
In big head alley holding myself
Wishing I'd wake up with you
Stop keeping tallies
That's for us both
Fish me out, reel me back
To So and So Avenue
We keep picking at the bones
And there's always undertones
Convinced I've got some evil plan
But I try to make it right as much as I can
Hard water's all I see or drink
Since I'm stuck
|
||||
9. |
Suburban Trees
03:24
|
|||
SUBURBAN TREES
There's a sparrow laying dead
On my sidewalk rotting next
To a sign that says "Keep Allston Decent"
And I laugh at the thought that
The word 'clean' was too strong to use
And it's been acknowledged that Boston sits on refuse
And it's cold and sometimes lonely
There's a man who died some years ago
In my new basement from overdosing
On some drug he must have bought down the street
And I laugh at the thought that
All of my laundry has its stains removed
Within a room still stained by his death
But his blood makes honest detergent
Am I missing my suburban trees?
Am I missing those dying leaves?
I thought I was searching for disease
Not the glow of these suburban trees
There's an old suburban orchard
Where I used to drive my car
To sit and look upon the writhing winter branches
And I'd throw myself to memories of when
It was fresh to eat the earth
And my world was little more than puddles and dirt
And flies who knew how to share their food
The subtle rebuttal
Of every child who slept through their first nights home
Now with tears and new fears
To fight within the war against dying alone
But we share this sickness
That makes our stomachs turn,
Our livers burn,
And our limbs itch
|
||||
10. |
Tribute
02:22
|
|||
TRIBUTE
We laid our bodies to rest in the Pacific
Mangled, swept across the currents
Fodder for the ocean floor
A final mass amidst an ever-burning oil slick
A communion for the sharks now closing in
We were buried in the sky, falling to destiny
Our shredded limbs came raining down
Showering a foreign soil
Left to rot in the fields and in the canopies
We never heard the call of Gabriel’s horn arrive
Some lived for days, some lived for weeks, some lived for moments
Before bleeding out or being burned alive
Never to see the faces of our unborn daughters
Just granted one last lonely frightened unheard cry
And this is what you gave us as a tribute:
A pedigree that don’t know shit about sacrifice
A kingdom of unbegetting little jackals
A violation of the dreams for which we died
For which we died
|
||||
11. |
Sign Here
02:46
|
|||
SIGN HERE
Nobody's home
Those knock-knocks are wasting your time
Forget the phone
I cut the cord to disconnect the line
I'm slaving away everyday
It's hard work just to be ok
No catching up
No catching up with budgets or friends
Half empty cup
I'll fill it up when this chapter ends
Sign here by the X and the struggling stops
Just give in and go on and do as you're told
Take your pick any color, any style blindfold
|
||||
12. |
Tall Tales
02:56
|
|||
TALL TALES
It's all just getting stale
Deep in secrets and tall tales
I'm trying to find a way to help
But I'm having a tricky time myself
I'd love to throw this mask in the lake
Leave all good intentions in our wake
There's bottle caps all on the floor
Awaiting days when less is more
I'll try someday
We'll still have back porch sing-alongs
And fix all the crazy shit that's wrong
I'll try someday
I think we've had enough
Breaking routine is way too tough
Our anchors for the day
I forget how fucking much they weigh
These days the days ain't long enough
With sleepless nights and empty cups
An empty future a hollow week
Repeat procedure, forget to think
Drag the feet out of bed and back
In between the straw broke the camel's back
The bottle's dry
The mind is cracked
It's worthless, but it's living
There's bottle caps all on the floor
Awaiting days when less is more
I'll try someday
We'll still have back porch sing-alongs
And fix all the crazy shit that's wrong
I'll try someday
|
Came and Took It Fort Collins, Colorado
Came and Took It came and went.
Streaming and Download help
If you like Came and Took It, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp