Your parents are out of your house tonight,
I'm waiting at the bus stop trying to
You stole the car from the place
The car salesman would have been a disgrace
And Carolina won't take me there
I'm sitting on your ruining my self-esteem
Your eyelids appear in my lucid dreams
They put me on edge, it's hard for me to sleep
I can tell by the way you drive that car
You wanna punch a politician in the bar
And when we get to the car, it's not what they say
It's just the general expression that turns them away
You're dumb
We're sailors and we're drunk, our ship's been hit, and now we're sunk
Where's the rum? At the bottom of the old man's tum.
And you could fall right off the bridge and I'll just be two inches
From telling you to get a grip. Do you wanna get a?
We looked like giants from the place where we would stand
Head against your shoulder, I reach for your left hand.
We tried to talk about things that we just didn't understand.
But you will find a way back to yourself
And I will put my heart back on the shelf
Cause maybe if I tried a little harder just to find another way
Find a brand new name, a brand new face, a brand new place to stay
My friends say I'm a changed man, must be why I'm so alone
Nobody to talk to, no path to guide me home
If everybody's different well then who's to be the same?
No more pointing fingers, yeah, there's no-one left to blame
I love her when she destroys herself
She looks so beautiful when she swallows bleach
And her skin glows green
I can be her king
She'll be my beautiful cyborg queen
She chokes me and we burn in hell
When she looks at me, I feel spicy doom
And my face turns blue
Her lazer-guided heart screams
She'll be my beautiful cyborg queen
I stare at her in her cryogenic chamber and
I watch her freezing and I wanna die
She looks so beautiful in LED lighting and
I just don't know what to do
I love her when she destroys the world
When she touches me, her nails feel like hot lead
And my skin turns red
And when we're all dead
She'll be my beautiful cyborg queen
credits
released September 7, 2012
Ethan Conroy - guitar, vocals, and drums (track 3)
Teal Bluestone - keyboard, vocals
Alec Armijo - bass, vocals
Henry Brentlinger - drums, guitar and vocals (track 3)
Johanna Samuels writes introspective and empathetic songs that explore authenticity with lovely, low-key pop melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable May 20, 2021