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thank you card
03:39
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Wrote a thank you card
said I appreciate the value of the gesture
held it in my hand counterfeit and planned
It all seemed fabricated.
I’ve learned with time
That you toe the line
With shinny stories of your “good standing”
I just don’t trust anyone to
leverage power then call me family.
Shiver with a meal that's hard to chew
I transcend season to understand you.
You do the right thing
If somoenes watching
A different story when you close the door
And it's clear now that you’re murky
And I can't fake it like you anymore
I can't fake it like you anymore.
And I just don't trust anyone that mixes money
And calls me family.
And I just don't trust anyone dangles power
and calls me family.
And i just don’t trust anyone to leverage
guilt and call me family.
And I just don’t.
I recoil, I reflect, I divulge, I reject
I recoil, I reflect, I divulge, I reject that, reject that.
You made me feel as bleak as a blank card
On shelf in a dollar store
This is how you wanted it
This is your war.
Call it a victory if there's a profit
“We all value you till your off it”
This is how you wanted it
This is your war
Wrote a thank you card
said I appreciate the value of the gesture
You wanna pat on the back well
I’m not gonna give you that.
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sorry when I'm not
03:43
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It's not so much living just me running out the clock
and not to sound dramatic we’re all committed to the bit
We navigate this hellscape but I still give a shit
I like driving on roads where the trees meet
I like singing your songs when we don't speak
I like driving on roads where the trees meet
I like singing along
The language of light has local dialects
Memorize the back roads, take your time.
Learn to be anonymous
learn to fall among the leaves
The choice is as easy as you wanted to be
Wanted it to be
I like driving on roads where the trees meet
I like singing your songs when we don't speak
I like driving on roads where the trees meet
I like singing along
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Why don't you ever want to play?
I'm tired of this piece of string
You sleep as much as I do now
And you don't eat much of anything
I don't know who you're talking to
I made a search through every room
But all I found was dust that moved
In shadows of the afternoon
And listen, about those bitter songs you sing?
They're not helping anything
They won't make you strong
So, we should open up the house
Invite the tabby two doors down
You could ask your sister
If she doesn't bring her basset hound
Ask the things you shouldn't miss
Tape-hiss and the Modern Man
The Cold War and card catalogs
To come and join us if they can
For girly drinks and parlor games
We'll pass around the easy lie
Of absolutely no regrets
And later maybe you could try
To let your losses dangle off
The sharp edge of a century
And talk about the weather, or
How the weather used to be
And I'll cater with all the birds that I can kill
Let their tiny feathers fill disappointment
Lie down, and lick the sorrow from your skin
Scratch the terror and begin
To believe you're strong
All you ever want to do is drink and watch TV
And frankly that thing doesn't really interest me
I swear I'm going to bite you hard
And taste your tinny blood
If you don't stop the self-defeating lies
You've been repeating since the day you brought me home
I know you're strong
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