1. |
What We Want
03:20
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you flattened your addiction
like a penny on the tracks
but you were too strung out to notice
that other monkey on your back
you went looking for your edges
some new country to explore
but when he stepped across your borders
you didn’t wanna play no more
you don’t know what you want
so why would you assume
that he could give it to you?
i couldn’t give it to you
he doesn’t know who you are
or what you’re willing to do
what you’re trying to prove
who you’re trying to fool
not like I do
not like I do
i didn’t want to change you
but I couldn’t let you be yourself
so I gave you what you needed
to become somebody else
when you occupy your mirror
are you looking for some love
for the little girl inside you
who’s still afraid of growing up?
you don’t know what you want
so why would you assume
that he could give it to you?
i couldn’t give it to you
he doesn’t know who you are
or what you’re willing to do
what you’re trying to prove
who you’re trying to fool
not like I do
not like I do
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2. |
Modern Ruins
04:35
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these colors run from self reflection
an emperor whose clothes don't fit no more
you always knew your faith would guide you through
but don't make me pray for you
oh, biggest fish, king of the Petri dish!
too big to fail, too fat to fit in jail
you will consume what wanders into view
but don't make me pay for you
but don't make me pay for you
look at what you’ve done
you watched it go to waste
you spat into the face
of your mother
what have you become?
you burned your only bridge
you gorged yourselves like pigs
on each other
you know your rights, you've got 'em in your sights
you will defend / them till the bitter end
no matter who the bullets travel through
we'll clean up after you
we'll clean up after you
don't you ever weep?
or do you get to sleep
by counting all the sheep
you’ve sent to slaughter?
do you slumber well
in your bassinet from hell?
can you stand the smell
of the cannon fodder?
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3. |
Rings
04:34
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if you cut me in half
and you count all my rings
you will see the scars of all those years
the floods, the fires, the lightning
if a storm comes along
and tears my roots up for good
you will see the sudden size of me
you couldn’t see while I still stood
i made a couple mistakes
i done a couple’a wrongs
mighta trampled on a couple hearts
strung a couple girls along
but the worst that i done
is what i done to myself
i have poured the poison down my throat
stolen all of my own wealth
we create our own demons
so we have someone to fight
if somebody’s not bleeding
something doesn’t feel right
give us shelter and water
and an enemy to blame
or we make our own demons
and follow them into the flames
i’ve made it hard for myself
to find a comfortable rest
i’ve abandoned many worthy things
for failing some foolish test
it’s taken all of my life
to find a good place to land
to release the ghosts inside my head
and deal us both a winning hand
we create our own demons
so we have someone to fight
when somebody’s not bleeding
something doesn’t feel right
gimme shelter and water
and an enemy to blame
I went after my demons
and a demon i became
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4. |
A Couple Hours More
03:53
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i’ve made it clear enough now, haven’t i?
i’m not the knight in shining armor kinda guy
but you survive on bread and fantasies
you know you want it but you don’t know what it means
you live on books and movie screens
the golden rule does not apply to you
what would you have me do unto you?
i don’t want to hurt you
but part of me wants to give you more
than you’re asking for
you want me to hurt you
as long as i don’t desert you for
a couple hours more
a couple hours more
we both know how this song is gonna end
we’ll burn our bridges and our chance of being friends
we’ve both been damaged, both been disabused
of our illusions, we both know we’re being used
we both know that someone has to lose
what the hell am i supposed to do?
what madness are you driving me to?
i don’t want to hurt you
but part of me wants to hurt you more
and settle that score
you want me to hurt you
as long as i don’t desert you for
a couple hours more
watch me pervert you
you’re my prey, i’m your carnivore
human no more
i’m dying to hurt you
and shred this facade of virtue for
a couple hours more
a couple moments more
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5. |
Diego
04:48
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your future is flat
like the corpse of a cat
becoming the road
A patch of fur and some bones
diego
diego
diego
you won’t act your age
you’re just a skull full of rage
you’re determined to fail
who will bother to bail
you out?
diego
diego
you’re the knife at your own throat
you’re the song you never wrote
you’re the chain that makes you choke
you’re evolution’s little joke
diego
diego
you’re deranged and confused
you were born to be bruised
no ambitions or goals
no way out but a hole
diego
diego
diego
you’re the knife at your own throat
you’re the song you never wrote
you’re the chain that makes you choke
you’re evolution’s little joke
diego
diego
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6. |
Cry Baby
04:00
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i haven’t cried since i was a kid
not from saying goodbye, not from shutting the lid
on coffins of friends
I made my amends
but the tears just wouldn’t come
crying was always so easy for you
‘cause your skin is so thin, your collar’s so blue
you’ve got all kinds of tears
tears of hunger and fear
can you let me borrow some?
cry, baby, cry
cry, baby, cry
cry, cause I can’t remember how
i haven’t cried since i was a kid
and someone saw what i was, someone found what i hid
since i dried up inside, since the kid in me died
and disappeared beneath the waves
you were as guilty as i ever was
we’ve got mud on our shoes, we’ve got blood on our gloves
we have secrets to keep, so we bury them deep
and we take them to our graves
cry, baby, cry
cry, baby, cry
cry, cause I can’t remember how
cry, baby, cry
cry, baby, cry
do all my crying for me now
i need to borrow all your shame
from all those heartless schoolyard names
i’m tired of my cool disguise
i wanna try yours on for size
so don’t dry your eyes
don’t dry your eyes
cry, baby, cry
cry, baby, cry
cry, cause I can’t remember how
cry, baby, cry
cry, baby, cry
do all my crying for me now
i haven’t cried since I was a kid
and taught myself to get by, told myself to get rid
of that irrational part, so I smothered my heart
and forgot how to forgive
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7. |
Only The Show
04:30
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i can’t believe what you believe
i can’t believe what you are willing to believe
the victors write the history
the truth just blows away like piles of autumn leaves
like leaves
these howling foxes only tell you what they want
for you to know
there’s no distinction between fact and fantasy
only the show
it’s not enough to write the laws
you write the schoolbooks and you white out all your flaws
you just can’t reason with a man
who truly feels that he is following god’s plan
his plan
it’s so convenient God is always on your side
sure must be nice
it sure is swell that your imaginary friend
gives you advice
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8. |
It Crawls
04:30
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the sickness does not stab or cut, it crawls like a vine
it climbs like ivy over your spine
it creeps into the crevices and flaws of your mind
and whispers, "Baby, everything’s fine."
and by the light of morning, you are brave, you are clean
your nighttime self is something obscene
but by the time the sun goes down, your hand's in the jar
and once again you know what you are
you could give up any time
but you don't, no you don't
you could let go of the line
but you won't, no you won't
you could read the warning signs
but you don’t, no you don’t
no you don't
no you don't
no you don't
no you don't
and when you've finally made up your mind to reform
your back is weak, your tendons are torn
you tell yourself that this time, you’ll be strong, you’ll resist
but the sickness has to insist
you could give up any time
but you don't, no you don't
you could let go of the line
but you won't, no you won't
you could read the warning signs
but you don’t, no you don’t
no you don't
no you don't
no you don't
no you don't
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9. |
That First Sip
03:49
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what’s holding you up?
and why is everyone frowning?
each tip of the cup
is a drop closer to drowning
what are you waiting for?
your body’s at full throttle
your speeches can’t restore
the djinn back to its bottle
your daughter’s hiding things
your sons are worrying
your wife is buried underneath her books
if you swallow that first sip
the thirst will linger on your lips
and what started as a drop becomes a flood
you surrender to that kiss
that pulls you into the abyss
and the poison percolates into your blood
when your head is in the sand
nobody but you can help you stand
what's holding you back
from asking the right questions?
corvettes, black cadillacs,
and unbearable tension
you dove into the cup
now your body's giving up
you can't give back the liberties you took
if you swallow that first sip
the thirst will linger on your lips
and what started as a drop becomes a flood
you surrender to that kiss
that pulls you into the abyss
and the poison percolates into your blood
when your head is in the sand
nobody but you can help you stand
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10. |
Nomad
04:32
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now you see me, now you don’t
you’ve seen a ghost but soon you won't
i am a whisper on the wind
the footsteps of a Bedouin
i burned my bridges to survive
my rage is keeping me alive
how dare you ask me to forgive
a man needs enemies to live
na na na na
nomad
you’ll never cross me off your list
i shall remain anonymous
i’ll sell you what you long to buy
a garden god who’ll never die
na na na na
nomad
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11. |
Curtains
03:55
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remember me as i was then
i drew a picture on your skin
i made you laugh, i drew you in
back when i was well
when i had jokes to tell
before the curtains fell
for me
for me
remember when it didn’t hurt?
i slid my hand right up your skirt
and everything was looking up
back before the pills
before the doctor’s bills
the fevers and the chills
found me
found me
remember me as i was then
i drew a picture on your skin
i made you laugh, i drew you in
back when i was well
when i had jokes to tell
before the curtains fell
for me
for me
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12. |
The Art of Letting Go
03:59
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where did these wrinkles come from?
from laughter or worrying
boredom or hurrying
passion or slowly going numb?
when did these grey hairs appear?
while I was waiting
for someone a little more
brave to show up in my mirror?
life was a highway once
stretching in front of us
taking us anywhere
we wanted to go
but now it's a parking lot
we're stuck with the lives we've got
stuck with the things we’ve done
and the people we know
stuck with the art of letting go
i thought i'd have done it by now
been famous or infamous
or done something marvelous
shook the foundation somehow
but all my best efforts have done
is keep me afloat awhile
drifting along in style
trying not to hurt anyone
i led a lonesome youth
and to tell you the truth
i don’t miss anything
of that lonely show
but if i could call the past
talk sense to myself at last
i’d tell myself all the things
i needed to know
about the art of letting go
but getting old is getting old
and keeping cool has left me cold
and i’m arguing with memories
i’m fighting with my fantasies
and they’re winning
oh they’re winning
yeah they’re winning
so I let them go
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