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Lucky Guy
01:05
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Everyone tells me that I’m a lucky guy
Not that I understand but I don’t ask ‘em why
Cause every time I think that things are going good
I turn around and see that I misunderstood
I wish I could understand
Why I’m never in demand
Maybe it’s my lack of sense
Maybe it’s my arrogance
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2. |
Lose My Mind
04:25
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Back and forth, 40 minutes, heading north again
Take your time, don’t admit you’re never gonna make all of this end
You know you can’t do that (Do that), try and you’ll just fall flat (Fall flat)
Demonstrate some self-control, keep it up or I’ll never know
I’ve been sitting with something for too long
Too stubborn and too screwed up to move on
I’ve been sitting in one place, waiting for a change of pace
I’ve been down and I’ve been out, I’ve been fumbling about
It’s none of your concern there’s nothing left to learn and
No one’s on my side I’m going deaf and blind
If I keep thinking that I’ll lose my mind
Try again, one more time to concentrate and speak your mind
All your friends are photogenic ways for you to get there in the end
You know you can’t do that (Do that), try and you’ll just fall flat (Fall flat)
And if it’s all just Touch and Go, keep it up or I’ll never know
I’ve been sitting with something for too long
Too stubborn and too screwed up to move on
I’ve been sitting in one place, waiting for a change of pace
I’ve been down and I’ve been out, I’ve been fumbling about
It’s none of your concern there’s nothing left to learn and
No one’s on my side I’m going deaf and blind
If I keep thinking that I’ll lose my...
Inspiration is a strange, strange thing
You never know if someone’s listening
But I’ll take it in the hardest place
Cause someone said I’ve got a pretty face
I’ve been sitting with something for too long
Too stubborn and too screwed up to move on
I’ve been sitting in one place, waiting for a change of pace
I’ve been down and I’ve been out, I’ve been fumbling about
It’s none of your concern there’s nothing left to learn and
No one’s on my side I’m going deaf and blind and
I don’t have the time but I could use a ride, and
I’ve been doing fine and I’ve been fucking fine
If I keep thinking that I’ll lose my mind
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3. |
rip
04:17
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Well god damn’s what I said, when you shot me in the head
Left me lying on the ground, looking just like Kathy’s Clown
Because this is all so wrong, I’ve been here for way too long
‘Cause I didn’t realize, when you shot me in the eyes
Couldn’t wait a little more, hadn’t thought of that before
After ripping off the skin, that was keeping all this in
Now I have so much time, just to get things off my mind
Writing songs you’ve heard before, can you take it any more
I was waiting for something to come to, all of the places that I knew
Maybe I’ll let it be you
Couldn’t wait a little more, hadn’t thought of that before
After ripping off the skin, that was keeping all this in
As my star begins to fade, I’ll go join the masquerade
After ripping off the skin, that was keeping all this in
Couldn’t wait a little more, hadn’t thought of that before
After ripping off the skin, that was keeping all this in
As my star begins to fade, I’ll go join the masquerade
After ripping off the skin, that was keeping all this in
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4. |
Games of Chance
04:51
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Think I forgot my line tonight, and hope you’ll keep me in your sights
I read you like a book that’s incomplete
And I’m done playing these games of chance that seem to last all day
Stuck in place and I can’t move my feet
I’m wasting all my time, never on your mind
They last a finite time, these games of chance on mine
You’re the sweetest thing in town, you know
I don’t know where it is I wish to go
It’s somewhere far away
And it’s there I will stay
I’m wasting all my time, never on your mind
They last a finite time, these games of chance on mine
I’m wasting all my time, never on your mind
They last a finite time, these games of chance on mine
Never will you know
What I will not show
But you’ll be on my mind
In whatever I find
Everyone that I know has nothing left to show
And if it were up to me I’d be in bed perpetually
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5. |
Killing Time
04:22
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There’s so many things I don’t understand
Offer me a hand, and I’ll push it away like all the rest
Say I’ll never win, guess you’re right cause
I’ve been living in a city looking for something that’s pretty
(I’m scared) I’m just too scared
(Scared) Beyond compare
(Scared) There’s no one there
I’m fine, I’m killing time
There’s so many things I can’t comprehend
Like all the time I’ve spent alone and how it’s never gonna end
And I don’t mean to brag or drag this out but
I’ve been trying to find a lesson in all this but I’ve only got questions
(I’m scared) I’m just too scared
(Scared) Beyond compare
(Scared) There’s no one there
I’m fine, I’m killing time
There’s so many things that got out of hand
I started a band, now I only see you now and then
Walking to your car, rain coming down, I’ve gotta rush to catch a bus
No time to talk about things that I won’t say out loud
Or kill some time so that I’ll see that all of this was never meant to be
(I’m scared) I’m just too scared
(Scared) Beyond compare
(Scared) There’s no one there
I’m fine, I’m killing time
(I’m scared) I’m just too scared
(Scared) Beyond compare
(Scared) There’s no one there
I’m fine, I’m killing time
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6. |
Partyphobia
03:50
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Taking my time was not my decision
My friends tried to warn me, but I didn't listen
Cause I am a record, warped and repeating
Dropping the needle, looking for meaning
Partyphobia gets me
Dealing with reality
One too many things that I do not know
So please just let me let you go
Somebody offers another drink
Familiarize myself with the kitchen sink (With the kitchen sink)
I write 'til exhaustion to get my ideas across
And where does it get me
Partyphobia gets me
Dealing with reality
One too many things that I do not know
So please just let me let you go
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7. |
Could It Be Wrong
03:03
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Could it be wrong that I see you at night with your friends
It doesn’t involve me in the past or the present tense
Despite contradictions I find myself fully addicted
To ideas with no reason or logic and beauty, so twisted
Writing thoughts as they come, only trying to keep myself busy
Cause you’re image is a screensaver flashing and making me dizzy
Could it be wrong to think this way when it never happened
Nothing left to say when it ends along with the flashes
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Music rings from parts unkown
I sit and think of ways that I’ll
Take it as far as I’ll go
Ooh, I’ll tell you a thing or two
I’ve got a guitar, and a case of the writer’s blues
Consider this my way out
Out on the scene, I’m still in a dream
There’s ten foot tall flowers and I walk for hours
Just looking for something I’ll keep
Ooh, I’ll tell you a thing or two
I’ve got a guitar, and a case of the writer’s blues
Consider this my way out
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9. |
It's a Science
03:20
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It’s a science, as much as it’s a burden
Long as the world is turning and I’m standing still
So forgive me, if I tell you how to learn and
I guess I’ll wait my turn and I’ll tell you how I feel
It’s a science, just like I know I’m leaving
Just like how I’m believing
That what I know is real
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10. |
December
02:29
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I guess that’s all there is
Said what I needed to say
But you’re still here
Lend me an ear
And we’ll pass the time away
I could be yours forever
If only we had time
And you would be there in December
The one thing on my mind
But it’s never that easy
So where does this leave me
I would be there when you call up
Whenever that might be
And this would be so easy to follow
With anyone but me
I thought I’d write a love song
Just to have one to sing
But we both just play along
And I can’t find a thing
I would be better about this
When I’m not so confused
I hope you feel a little less loveless
When you’re not being used
Because happenstance
At a second glance was
Just a passing dream
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Toledo Boca Raton, Florida
Four-piece indie/alternative rock band out of Boca Raton, FL
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