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Most Days
03:31
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Most days I want to hit my head against a wall
Why do we do try anything new at all?
I know exactly how this all ends
Everything winds up and falls apart again
I'm tired of what it takes
I'm tired 'cause everything breaks
I'm tired, but has is always been this way?
I wake up to responsibilities
I don't think I volunteered for any of these
The alarm clock shouting, but the sun stays dark
Just another day of missing the mark
I'm tired of what it takes
I'm tired 'cause everything breaks
I'm tired, but has is always been this way?
I spent some time searching for a melancholy tune
Never thought I would find it in the month of June
In this sweltering heat I've gotta give up
When it feels like every drink I take is from an empty cup
Most days I want to hit my head against a wall
Why do we do try anything new at all?
I know exactly how this all ends
I'm tired of what it takes
I'm tired 'cause everything it breaks
I'm tired, but can anybody tell me has is always been this way?
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Funny
04:57
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Funny how the nighttime looks a little like the daytime anytime you come around and I see you
I hate/can't stand you. Proximity theory? You showed up one day. Then you showed up again.
Why do you keep showing up? Why do you smile and brighten the room?
You know exactly who you are, but you think everyone else doesn't know exactly who you are. I bet you have reams dedicated to the minutiae of how everyone thinks they're special, but they're
not special except for you you're special and you say you're better than everyone else, except you don't really believe that do you? Except when you do and still you're a wonder and it's
I know what you're doing. I can see through the thin veil, but it doesn't change that – you put up a thin barrier designed to be seen through. But you still put up a barrier. I won't give you the satisfaction by breaking it down. No matter how wimpy the fence, you still built it and and you have to live inside it.
Maybe I'm a paranoid delusional, reading coded messages into your words, but really?
All you really have going on is your charm, is that enough?
I've seen you terse, controlled, measured. Then you take a bite.
That was clever. That was a quote. Well you're the first person that I've ever heard say it, so in my mind it's all yours.
I know what you'll do. You won't say a thing, you won't step out and take a chance. You're just going to obfuscate your feelings into a song.
But I'm doing the same thing.
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TV Before
03:35
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I've watched TV before. I've seen a movie or two. So don't you question me about love. Don't you dare question me about love.
Whether it's inside a screen or if it's outside my screen door, everyone is listening to everyone repeat what they heard once and accepted as a fact - that's just the way it is. So let's measure ourselves against our friends we don't know.
We don't know what they're truly thinking, only what they tell us. Which is filtered through a lens of performative insecurity.
I don't mind if it looks like I'm resigned, because everything is culturally defined. If only I could find that I'm not one of a kind.
Ghosts don't haunt me; they just stop and say hello. It's not that I don't have emotions; I just have a high tolerance for pain. I'm not afraid of commitment; I'm afraid of compromise.
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It was bound to happen. Another White Suburbanite is playing his piano and singing songs about life as he knows it. Rife with social commentary and bourgeois angst, this product of the self-esteem movement will make you so mad you want to laugh about it. ... more
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