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Gun Castle
03:49
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Barrel numbing the back of his throat
a fortress to keep this thoughts
a hollow point to keep them brief
will he ever know what it means
to see himself as a human being?
or have you see him as more
than just a fucking weak memory
you know just how this goes
like I know where he goes when he's not alright
there's passion in the way he swings
I felt his heart go into everything
I felt his heart go into everything
and to get nothing in return
to get nothing from me
truth be told, I don't understand him
and if he were honest
he would say that he doesn't understand me
he won't answer his phone or return your calls
not that you'd call anyway
soon we'll share the scent that the river can't clean
I'll climb the Centennial and no one can stop me
we're two of a kind, what sets us apart?
the friends that I've made and the weight of my words
he's too quiet, he's so unprepared
he's hard to predict and nowhere to be found
but if you knew where to look
you'd find him in that tower
a braver man than I and still a fucking coward
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Morse Adder
03:57
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She takes me back
she takes me over
she takes me back
she takes me over and over again
she's all I know
watch me walk away
watch me never think
a stairwell of disappointment (how could you know)
a needless death and a broken vein (what she would do)
die at me, not with me
go angry, not laughing
and cherish every moment like it's your last
was there a point you were trying to make?
something that got lost along the way?
something I just wouldn't say or I just couldn't make happen?
I'll try and be a better listener
not that graves say much these days
remorseless existence, compromising convictions
a lifeless existence in a bottle, I fear
so when you hit, hit hard
and never go down without bleeding out
watch me walk away
watch me never think
I take it back
I take it all back
I'll love you like I love you now
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Tell me again why you said what you said
I'm too tired to keep up with gossip
is there hallowed ground on which to bleed
I've had my fill of this watered down friendship
it tasted like bitter sweet love and dependence
I sold my soul for mutilation rights and a one way sign
no looking back
not one step back
no turning back
not one step fucking back
this is hard for me too
I'm not used to breathing alone
the air in my chest suffocates my hope
as time moves forward I find I regress
into and out of the same fucking mess
we held hands and it tore us apart
your gun to my chest and my knife in your heart
I knew what leaving meant
I still know what it means
it never mattered anyway
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