1. |
Righteous
03:36
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Like a word on the breeze it’s what you make
So hot to please every step you take
I can’t believe that’s all it takes
No sleep at night just to get a taste
Still looking for my right to be alright
You’re lucky for my righteous funky mind
You seem amazed it’s all the same
Crawling through the dark just to know your name
Still looking for my right to be alright
You’re lucky for my righteous fucking mind
So lucky for me I get to be alive
Still looking for my righteous way to die
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2. |
Part II
06:17
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Summer sky passing by I just stare at the wall
Feeling fine all the time feeling nothing at all
Indisposed no one knows how it cuts to the heart
From the floor to the door never know where to start
Every morning is a bitter friend
Until my eyes burn bright I can see to the end
So get behind me gotta make up time
Oh it’s an easy part to play
Till you’re done weighs a ton and you’re counting the ways
You escape from your fate you’ve been passing the days
Fill the space it’s a waste I’m forever at home
But the light every night says I’m never alone
Every morning there’s a bitter friend
Until my eyes burn bright I can see to the end
So fly behind me gotta make up time
I got my head on right but I’m losing my mind
No longer count on what I needed most
But still my eyes go wide when I see that ghost
Back to remind me what I said back then
When it was all so far away
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3. |
Shallow
05:05
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Thought you’d come right out and finish me
Thought you finally had enough
There could be more to this for all you know
But what the hell I’ll call the bluff
Make some time
Makes up for divorces
Makes you look
Makes you hardly notice
Take no time
To rectify your vices
No remorse
In places you can’t see
You played along
Does it mean you can’t be wrong?
I don’t know
All that you’ve seen
Does it mean a thing?
I don’t know
I don’t think so
Make some time
Makes up for divorces
Makes you look
Makes you hard to notice
Take no time
To rectify your vices
No regrets
On faces you can’t see
Make some time
Makes up for divorces
Make you look
Makes you hard to notice
Take no time
To justify your vices
No regrets
In futures you can’t see
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4. |
Friday Morning
04:15
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I don’t know why no I don’t know why
So hard for me to breathe in
I don’t know why yeah I don’t know why
So hard for me to feel it again
Hold my breath away from me
Til I can’t til I can’t breathe at all breathe at all
Cut my hair don’t wait for me
Til I can’t read it all any more
Now you’re counting the ways I’ve been looking away from you
But I can’t even pretend
Stupid need to be free you can’t take it away from me
What would you care to see
I don’t know why
I can’t be me 24 hours a day
It’s my own mind
Always coming for me
And it’s spilling out now
Count my breath away from me
Oh I know I don’t want what I need
Kick my legs from under me
Til I got what I got to believe in something
Lift my head don’t let me sleep
Oh I know I forgot to breathe in again
Fly me far away from here
Til I won’t remember a thing
Hold my hand don’t wait for me
Still I can’t believe a thing
Count my breaths away from me
Til I can’t til I can’t breathe at all
Breathe at all
Breathe at all
Breathe at all
Breathe at all
Breathe at all
Breathe at all
Breathe at all
Breathe at all
Breathe at all
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