This fever of mine, I can’t shake it off. It’s got a hold on this bootlegged soul. Another false start for this stuttered heart. I’m so anxious I can’t take it. All I can taste is last night’s cigarettes. Reminding of hips and ears and domestic beers. Another night alone in this worn down home.
Track Name: BRET HART
I’m drunk once again, and I’m in the absence of any genuine friends. And I know how that might seem, but what’s worse is that, it’s actually what I meant to say, it’s what I meant to say. And I know, I could change, Yeah, I should’ve fuckin’ done that yesterday, and I hope there’s someone to blame, instead of looking in the mirror and doing the same. Doing the same.
Track Name: BEDROOM EYES
This world is filled with failed writers and you can add me, this one’s for free. No I couldn’t convince, convince the world, what you meant to me, what you meant to me. I’ve never seen such dead bedroom eyes, darling girl this just ain’t right. What’d you want to be when you grew up? Whose the boy gunna be when he grows up? Stella I tried I could do it no justice, you and me girl. Stella I tried I could do it no justice, you and me girl, weren’t meant for this world.
Track Name: BABYKILLER_05
I still like to ride my skateboard and I prefer it so much more then I like driving in my car. I love the feel of the wind and the sun and the concrete underneath me, and it keeps me in relatively good health. And I’ve been told that I’m just a little out of touch, a little out of the loop but I don’t mind, ‘cause life is a really complicated place and I’m just doing the best I can with what I know. My cell phone doesn’t send or receive pictures or text messages as a matter of fact I can barely stand just having one at all. ‘Cause I want to see you and I want to see your face, ‘cause life is much more tangible that way. And I’ve been told that I’m just a little out of touch, a little out of the loop but I don’t mind, ‘cause life is a fucking complicated place and I’m just doing the best I can with what I know.