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I put a record on and I pull up a chair
I drop the needle in the locked groove
And I watch it spin
That's how I like to spend my time
Doing nothing with no one
Day after day, year after year
I become more akin to static and pops
I've been stuck in a locked groove
for my whole life
But I'll be free on the day
The needle grinds straight through
To the slipmat
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I am hiding in the house
Someone’s coming through the gate
When the doorbell sounds like an air-raid siren
I am lying in wait
People used to come around
They fish-eyed and they rubber-necked
Anyone who’d come to visit now
Is automatically a suspect
I creep up to the window
Me and my buzzing brain
And we watch two Jehovah's witnesses
Retreating down the lane
I’m not coming out yet
It’s too cold
Leave me alone ‘til I learn
How to spin straw into gold
I put on night-vision goggles
Work my way along the wall into the kitchen
As soon as the first snow fell this year
My finger’s started itching
And I locked up the doors
And I sealed up all the windows
And friends came by sometimes for a while
I never let’ em in though
And then they stopped, and then they stopped at last
And now it’s just us three
These walls and the Church of Jesus Christ
Of the Latter-Day Saints and me
I’m not coming out yet
It’s too cold
Leave me alone ‘til I learn
How to spin straw into gold
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White Teeth
02:07
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I know you will not be my cause of death
Not today at least
Not for the rest of the year
But you'll claim my body slowly
You'll start with my teeth and blood
You'll whittle my bones to nothing
Til I'm just dust on the ground
You can't fool me, I know what you're up to
You can't tempt me, I don't need you
You can't tempt me anymore
I don't need you anymore
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I need a girl with problems that doesn't want problems
And a brain as broken as mine
I want love like lava that makes my heart go, "la-la"
But I just lay around and act fuckin lame
I sound sad and really depressed
But if I put all of that to rest,
Then that cup would fill and fill until it spilled over into
my every day life
Making me jaded and making me frozen
I know I get that way when winter comes knocking
But I don't want every day for me and those around me to be toxic
So I sing about how everything sucks even though it doesn't really suck that much
I'm just bored
In a small town with not much going on
And a lot of the people I used to have fun with are not around anymore
But I guess that's okay
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How Many More Though?
02:34
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24 years old, I've been in Poplar Grove my whole life.
Since I was 4 years old I've been looking for a knife
To cut myself free of this time.
Just to see some nice people around.
Lend a helping hand to carry me on
Well, I'll wrap myself in a seatbelt in the passenger seat of my best friends car.
We've been driving for hours.
We don't know where we're going or where we are.
But that wont stop us from smiling.
And if our phones weren't dead the world would have photos to prove it.
Now I'm 25 years old.
I've been in Poplar Grove my whole life.
Since I was 4 years old I've been looking for a knife
To cut myself free of this town.
But that wont stop me from smiling.
If my phone wasn't dead the world would have photos to prove it.
Photos to prove it.
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A Human Being
02:13
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I am just a human being.
Just a human being.
Just a human being considerate and helpful.
I blame my empathy for ruining my good mood.
Trying to mean what I say
And say what I mean.
Trying to stop hiding in my house ,
I wanna go outside and play.
Play like when we were five or six, seven, or eight.
Just being human beings.
Just being human beings.
Just humans being adorable and playful, creative, and fun.
But then we grew up,
We had to wake up.
All that they said to us was that we had to man up.
And by that they meant we had to follow their rules.
Number one: Boys be boys,
Number two: Girls be girls.
Now we all lose, just being human beings.
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Sad New Owner Rockford, Illinois
I really make this stuff for like 2 or 3 friends. I don't think much of it is any good, but they seem to like it.
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