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Connect another operator.
Tell them that I won’t lie.
Leave me the secrets because after, all of those are mine.
Carjack the shadow in the trenchcoat,
A dagger to the tires and seats.
Make an example out of him to see the boss is pleased.
And we’ll swim through clearer seas
And we’ll soar to higher heights.
Contact the bloody operator.
Tell them that I won’t lie…
And if he don’t pick up the phone, we’ll roll the dice.
You less important, take a message.
Let him know I’ll be just fine.
While he’ll be sleeping with the fishes, I’ll build up my tribe.
Sweet Victory. (Oh Oh!)
We will succeed.
Sweet Victory.
To plant future seeds.
Connect another operator.
Tell them that I won’t lie.
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Parasitic Funk
03:54
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I’ve got an itch that’s stuck inside my brain,
I felt it crawl in and lay its eggs inside.
So tell me baby, tell me what’s your sign and we’ll let this hatch and eat us all alive.
Contaminate the host.
We’re guests and not to boast.
Then I’ll let hope lay on it’s side.
It’s all a trend to me.
No questions, I don’t need as guide.
It’s all a trend to me.
Some shit just kicked me into overdrive,
I thought I said don’t fucking speak my name.
Too many people asking as to why, but I’m far too careless to explain, ok?
So I’ll leave you to the thought since thoughts are all you’ve got.
And again I’ll let hope lay on its side.
It’s all a trend to me.
No questions, I don’t need a guide.
It’s all a trend to me!
Attached to love and jumping guns.
So on the fence, but bullets got my tongue.
So tell me baby to I fit in.
Sometimes I just can’t tell.
Do I ask too many questions or will my perfect body sell?
Sit high and teach your fucking lessons like “That’s just the way it is”. Or make it real, packaged and sealed, yeah make it FEEL.
Then I’ll let hope lay on it’s side.
It’s all a trend to me.
And again I’ll let hope lay on it’s side.
It’s all a trend to me.
No questions, I don’t need as guide.
It’s all a trend to me.
I’ve got an itch that’s stuck inside my brain,
I felt it crawl in and lay its eggs inside.
So tell me baby, tell me what’s your sign and then it hatches and eats us all alive.
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Promises
04:45
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All these promises.
All these Promises…
That keep my craving home.
All these promises.
All these promises…
They’re digging bigger holes.
And I’m choking on my words.
These screams, they go unheard.
If you could see the end from the start,
Then why you miss such a scarred heart?
All these promises.
All these Promises…
They’re weighing down my thoughts.
All these promises.
All these promises…
I feel they’re all I’ve got.
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Lesson Learned
04:49
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I caught myself the other day saying words I can’t say.
I’ve been writing because I’m stuck on what I think should not be.
Stuck between the lines.
I cut myself to test your blade and you hung yourself to protest fate.
You stopped yourself the other day from saying what makes my day.
You’ve been high and out of luck and I know you’ll learn someday.
It’s all the same to me.
I cut myself to test your blade and you hung yourself to protest fate. A lesson learned and now your running dry.
I just can’t put it down, enjoy the ringing sound and love the shine.
Ah fuck, I cut myself to test your blade and you hung yourself to protest fate.
A lesson learned, but now you’re running dry.
(Why does everyone just go away?!?)
I cut myself the other day just to see what you’d say.
Lesson Learned.
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You Crack Me Up
02:42
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Riddle in my head.
Aint figured it out yet.
Everything is going way too fast and now the rest of the world feels dead.
It’s either bad or all I want....
Or maybe something strong.
I’ve been told so long “There’s a line! Don’t cross”, but I feel I’m doing nothing wrong (Nothing wrong?!)
Yeah I feel I’m doing nothing wrong. (Ahhhhhh!!!!)
Riddle in my head.
There’s nothing to it.
I stare at starry skies with dilated eyes and I’ve never seen the moon so bright. (SO BRIGHT!!!!)
There’s nothing more I want than to write these worthless songs.
How they crack me up, they’re never good enough and every day I sit and waste away and get the same thing I had before.
Wash it down and pass it around, I can’t believe just what I’ve found, ecstatic love, so go and count me off! Go! 1! 2! 3! 4!
(Fuck it!)
How you crack me up.
I’ll never get enough.
Confidence is overrated and this self esteem, it feels like a drug. (Like a drug?!)
This self esteem, it feels like a drug. (AhhhhhhH!!!!)
Happiness is overrated and this grin reminds me how you crack me up.
Oh how you crack me up! (X4)
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