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Never Graduate
02:37
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Climbing a column of air that’s enclosed by the stairwell
Up to the place where you’re living
Within spitting distance
One day we will be just like blood
Hit the air and thicken up
I will be there when your nose bleeds
I will be there when you’re lonely
And what hearty fruits will the dirt hold
For you whenever you come home
I will be carbon monoxide
I’ll stick around ’til the cell dies
I want my head on your shoulder for the whole rest of the drive
But I’m scared that you’ll feel a bloody mind swelling up on the inside
So if you fall, fall forwards
When was the last time you saw her?
I’ll be your paranoid choir boy
Chaos that cradles the order
I’ll be thicker than water
I will be the wave that remains forever cresting, never graduates
And it makes you feel like you are
Back at school there will always
Be an older truth conflicting with the new
It’s easier just to invent, easier just to forget
Reasons that it was all fucked up
Reasons that it was just perfect
Do you feel like you burn a hole
Into every new place you go
What we thought a seat of feeling
It was just a pump
Never a great bull muscle we ever bloodied up much
Everything you ever did, you did for love
Cannot shake the feeling you’ll never get enough
An overreaction equal and opposing
I don’t think I know anybody here that knows him
Lowered expectations, party’s never over
Choke the atmosphere down
3 nights in a row here
Do you feel like you burn a
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Everyone but me is evil robots
And the floor is made of lava and the walls are all closing up
Don’t call me up ‘cause I don’t know what
I can do to help you there’s no way of leaving this room
But oh my god, filled with hatred
Egg shell walkers, halo chasers
Peace among the promise breakers
Sinkholes underneath the pavement
We’re your family all around you
Proud of everything about you
Feeling locked out, feeling lied to
Truth you crossed out crucified you
It’s like there’s a side to you we know and there’s a side to you we don’t
But shame and terror, fear and hatred
Coming down through generations
Disintegration, disintegration
Are you not graceful? Are you not patient?
Are you not grateful now for the way you are?
I hate the way they talk about you
Smell in the air some old, burned out truth
Like a prayer for when you’re scared
Find no comfort anywhere
Hold what heavy, hearty fruits the hungry dirt decides to return
It seems like all you ever feel now are the holes torn in your future
Everyone but me is evil robots
And the floor is made of lava
The walls are closing in to crush us
Myles I can see the future screaming through the caterwaul
Sometimes I see things getting better
Sometimes I don’t see you here at all
It’s like the ending of a past life I still share a skeleton with
And this might take all of the courage you didn’t know you had to give
But there are no one-shot redemptions
It’s something that happens slowly
Cried until you were out of breath
Said nowadays it’s good to know me
Everyone but me is evil robots
And the floor is made of lava
The walls are all closing up
When it feels like
Leaning on people always leads you straight to hurt
Remember it was you that hung the moon up in my world
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Skin, It Itches
03:49
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The argument starts in my head and spreads out like a mold
From weak spots in the ceiling down to the base of the wall
And this place looks like a film set, a storage unit or a hospital bed
But not like anywhere you really live
It’s your old bedroom where you smoke like a car tyre
On a pile of car tyre carcasses on a bonfire
And I hyperventilate, hold my breath and fold my arms across my chest
Push me down, push me down
‘Cause I like the way your name tastes in my mouth, I like the way your name tastes
And it’s hard to start, it’s hard to start again
Nought’s not a positive number, it’s just the sum of the game
First you’re just filling the hours then you’re counting the days
And every time the record breaks, the record breaks
At the bleeding edge of history, carving its own way into you and me
Building distance in our heads we cannot make manifest in our feet
And there is something pressing its teeth deep into the exposed bare soles
We barely feel it though, like skin, it itches when my body’s not clean
Mind crawls, intrusive thoughts and violent fantasies
It hurts a lot, it hurts a whole lot
That’s why we laugh about it
That’s why we don’t talk
And you’re in the front seat, taking a phone call
Tongue in your front teeth kept in a chokehold
Filling the hour, I walk to your house the whole way
I am cutting new ruts, I am carving new names
Are you saving up all the shame on the inside?
Going over the same old good time?
Going over the same old good time
Down, push me down
‘Cause I like the way your name tastes in my mouth
I like the way your name tastes
It hurts a lot, it hurts a whole lot
That’s why we laugh about it
That’s why we don’t talk
We had a plan, this wasn’t it
I thought we were accomplices
We had some time, it all ran out
I like the way your name tastes in my mouth
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From Noah’s ark to Ragnarok
Svalbard to atlantis
There has always been a part of us that sleeps right through the rampage
But I have seen satan hiding behind the moon
I have seen the giant sleeping inside of you
Stay up ’til we’re bloodshot just watching TV
Waiting for the sky to bite back down on you and me
Parade around, parade around
We are so brave, we are so proud
If we wake up scared tomorrow we will let this house burn down, down, down
That was us, the wasted kids
The railway bridge above
Singing
“blessed is the sedative, forever in my blood”
It says
“Myles the light is wherever you find it
Myles it makes no fucking difference
I am the only god you’ve got left now
So beg for my forgiveness”
There will be no more wildest dreams
There will be no more secret wishes
When you finally see the glory that will be revealed within us
I bear offerings in blood and sick
In all my sacred nakedness
I will show you famous places on
The bodies we are escaping from
‘Cause I do this thing when I get scared
I clench my teeth, empty my lungs of air
I don’t blame you, it’s not your fault
We’re just waiting for the lightning bolt
I want to burn your silhouette into the ground around my feet
And let that savage incandescence carve its own way into me
I know that you get beaten up by ghosts in your sleep
You wake up without bruises and climb to your feet
I don’t know for you how hard it is, we’re all proud of you regardless
Sink or swim, mess it up or fuck it all and cut and run
Cut and run
I have these magic spells for my mental health
They only show me brittle bits of truth
And it’s somehow still a lonely ritual
If you want to lick the common wound
It’s easy to invent
It’s easy to forget
Reasons it’s fucked up
Reasons it’s perfect
You had your heart set
On kicking the doors down
How quickly can I get
Over to your house
I want to embody uncomplicated goodness
The kind you only find in gods and strangers
But all our past is part of us
Even the pieces we’re ashamed of
And it’s hard enough
Loving anyone
You never came out
Totally blameless
And all our past
Is part of us
Even the pieces that
We’re all ashamed of
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