1. |
All We Ever Had V2
03:21
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It is my deepest desire is to writhe in my own empire
To fathom the distinction between the fools and to thwart my invisible enemies
Rocking uncontrollably to mire all the precious things
To insulate the frustrating civilness that kept away my dark side
And love, love, love is all we ever had
The sum of all we were to start out with
Adhesive to the cosmic flow
But you take it away
You take it away
It is my deepest desire is to writhe in my own empire
To fathom the distinction between the fools and to thwart my invisible enemies
Penetrating the restricted domain of deepest urges
To stock away the drum that beats the inner darkness of my ego
And love, love, love is all we ever had
The sum of all we were to start out with
Adhesive to the cosmic flow
But you take it away
You take it away
I hope you are happy
You have done so well
Pleased to see undoubted success
Good luck
Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck you
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2. |
Slowly Dying
04:11
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You say you hold all empathy for the world
And it’s breaking down your system
You say they said life isn’t worth living
Why not just live it to prove them wrong?
Look at you, just a human being crying
You wonder are you still alive, or are you slowly dying
You say they cast you out for the curses you wear
And all your institutions are going down
But you keep bathing in hollowed ignorance
Inside the shadows of everyone’s minds
Look at you, just a human being lying
You wonder are you still alive, or are you slowly dying
You say the caressing of the man is holding you away
And all you earned has just been dumb luck
And you keep starring into the fading sun
Thinking if you’re lucky you’ll see someone
Look at you, just a human being sighing
You wonder are you still alive, or are you slowly dying
You say salvation comes from above
And I am doomed to fall so far
But you have never have stopped to think
To think of what have you become
Look at you, just a human being trying
You wonder are you still alive, or are you slowly dying
You talk into the phone, into a dial tone
You go so far to show yourself you’re not alone
And you keep coming back to a place
Of ruined pathways and colorful vagabonds
Look at you, just a human being denying
You wonder are you still alive, or are you slowly dying
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3. |
1/4 of The Way There
03:50
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It’s getting late and I’m feeling that old spark
When I used to be a rock star
Cuz I been thinking of my high school friends
They can now see me all the time
I helped children to grow up
And now they don’t need me anymore
For neither my parents or the executives
Ever warned me that things sometimes get old
Now it feels really strange now
To say that I have to start living a normal quiet life
My face isn’t melting off my head anymore
And my name is no longer worn out
And the only pain that lingers
Are the questions that won’t leave my mind
Who was I singing for when I was touring?
Why can’t I listen to my old records anymore?
I'm finally free
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4. |
Hardcore Punk Song
02:35
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You sell them paper
They live in cages
A dream is only a dream to them
At the most inconvenient times
Sometimes they go fucking crazy
They can pretend to be anything they want
Then they breed
And their kids wanna kill themselves
Why is it confusing when you're old?
Their mind’s abused
And the whole family's patiently waiting
In places with copywrited products
Now there’s a hole
That their minds are trying to hide
So they buy things
To get temporary positive emotions
They pay people to express themselves
To communicate to others
They find loyalty
To superficial things
And that is how they choose to live
They have eyes and ears
So do I
It's a small world after all
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5. |
College Crush
17:01
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How am I supposed to approach it
When I'm so unused to it
I don't want the scenery to change
Just start it for me I don't have the guts
And I can say that's what I want
Cuz I just did
I know you are better than me
At some things, this especially
I get really nervous playing games
To which I don't understand all the rules
And I can say that's what I want
Cuz I just did
You should know what I want by now
Without a word from me
I know you're good at reading people
Just this once give me some charity
Please don't remind me I know I'm not perfect
You should know now
Before it's of no use
Her lime light, silk skin
Wakes the dead buried within
Close mind closes the door
Turns a red cheek and your freedom into war
Memories go impressions last
So no use trying to fix a broken past
Carnival of things that could go right or wrong
Is that what is taking so long?
Yeah I could really like her
If I really wanted to
But she doesn't need that now
I'll wait
Curious killed the cat but the cat's killing me
Everybody trying to tell me what to believe
Air's too dry, dust on the shelf
Does this pretty girl have anything left?
Yeah I could really like her
If I really wanted to
But she doesn't need that now
I'll wait
She'd let me know if it was too late
She wouldn't answer her phone if it was
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7. |
Fantasy
07:11
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Ever escalating is the writer in his fantasy cage
As noble and dramatic as junkie trapped on stage
Barred as the patient waiting neural spell
Strong as my affection like a child’s dream in a wishing well
Fried like a prophet’s hold of control
Unsure of things like how refuges are consoled
Rotted like an eye’s mystery unraveled
Endless like the earth the wind has traveled
And you could let it go
And pilot away from tyranny
And you could change
Escape into the free
But it’s just not good enough for you
Concrete as the plastic on the harlot’s face
Celestial like the angels of outer space
Overwhelming as deepness of your thirst
Fresh as the infant whose spirit is nursed
And you could let it go
And pilot away from tyranny
And you could change
Escape into the free
But it’s just not good enough for you
Blessed like a killer on the day of his doom
Eternal like the god buried in his tomb
Determined like a beast from the wild
As pure as the evil of a child
And you could let it go
And pilot away from tyranny
And you could change
Escape into the free
But it’s just not good enough for you
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8. |
The Best Part of Clarity
05:19
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The old drunken man said he had a song in his heart
“I got the money if you got the time, I’ve been hung to dry from the start”
The prostitute in dirty rags took the note and hid it clean
Said “two for a dollar, third ones for free if you can paint my house green”
So gimme a new outlook
Give me a lucky thrill
You got the pills
And I got time to kill
So tell me what I want to know
She would always ask me "which way do the crooked winds blow?”
Well the sailor on the Atlantic said I wanna see the stars
The captain said "son you’re miles and miles too far"
So his first mate, which was his wife, spilled wine on the floor
And then said “who needs it? I don’t need to walk anymore.”
So down on Broadway, the mistrals of the streets play
With all the surrogates and passer-bys blocking the way
No one could hear them speak even if they bowed down and tried
So they gave up and they drove out to get their eyes on the prize
So gimme a new outlook
Give me a lucky thrill
You got the pills
And I got time to kill
So tell me what I want to know
She would always ask me "which way do the crooked winds blow?”
I spoke to God on the mountain, screaming what’s the next scene
He said” Boy be quiet! You got years left to dream.”
Then I woke up, and spoke up about modern philosophy
Just to come back where I started and retry some history
The dying man in the pawnshop screams about how he’s been a victim of fate
While the stubborn man and the bookworm end the endless debate
I’ll bet you my Irish blood the paint on the house is dry
While the drunken man begs the trick girl to suck him dry
So gimme a new outlook
Give me a lucky thrill
You got the pills
And I got time to kill
So tell me what I want to know
She would always ask me "which way do the crooked winds blow?”
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9. |
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Just wanna start over
Just want another chance
Actions pushing me further into the ground
Two roads leading me to opposite reactions
Best I keep tight
‘Till my mediator comes
Just wanna start all this over
Just want another chance
Thoughts contradicting my body’s mindset
Two strangers passing in a murky crowd
Best keep quiet
‘Till my mediator comes
Just rationalizing all the existential energy flowing
Just rationalizing all the refracted complements
Just rationalizing my soul’s escape plan
Just rationalizing the paranoia cycles
Just rationalizing all the abstract addictions
Just rationalizing my fragile neurons
Just rationalizing all my libido’s convolutions
Just rationalizing my innate desire
My innate desire
To be loved
Just have to start over
Just need another chance
Heart pulling me to deeper waters
Two suns at the day’s draw to a close
Best keep satisfied
‘Till my mediator comes
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10. |
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As the story man says death
The kids act so weird
The egotistic is so afraid
There’s just so much to fear
Nothing is stopping Jack the Ripper
He’s got a winning streak
It’s been raining since ten days ago
And no one’s fixing the leaks
The keyholes always been broken
To the man with new shoes
He knows he will save us all
He's sipping a coke, reading the news
All the goodbyes in the world
Would never do you good
Especially when you sitting on top of the world
Like everyone should
Well Johnny-Boy made a sin
He made the whole world freeze
He asked for my forgiveness
Down on his hands and knees
As the socialist holy caretaker
Goes off to fight a war
Against some strange eastern countrymen
The world never saw before
It’s nearing 3:00
The drunkards are on the streets
And all the loyal businessmen
Keep kissing all their feet
All the goodbyes in the world
Would never do you good
Especially when you sitting on top of the world
Like everyone should
Now a man in a limozine
Watching the national game
He sips another smoke
While giving lab rats new names
Far away in the factory
That makes everything you buy
An aristocratic family man
Falls on his head and cries
The moon is always glowing
Dear Mother gets no respect
When I heard you did this
What else would I expect?
All the goodbyes in the world
Would never do you good
Especially when you sitting on top of the world
Like everyone should
As the army is freeing a country
The vice-president has a laugh
Everyone’s lining up
Georgey-boy is giving autographs
No, I could not believe it
When he spat on my face
He said love aint love in here
You sir, are a disgrace
So I ran home, over a bridge
Asking for directions there
When a man said go strait
I said, there is nothing there
All the goodbyes in the world
Would never do you good
Especially when you sitting on top of the world
Like everyone should
Muhammad is so annoyed
He’s dying to be shown
Christ won’t stop complaining
He says he’s too unknown
The Renaissance is down the hallway
They’re all just so bright
When they came back to the future
All that was wrong was right
As the end is nearing
The blade's gentle caress
Blankets a million fools
But me, I’m cold and depressed
The words that I’m hearing
I’ll hear again in 50 years
Not unless I’m watching you
That is if your still here
All the goodbyes in the world
Would never do you good
Especially when you sitting on top of the world
Like everyone should
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11. |
Closing Time
03:49
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Closing time on my mind
Can’t chase it, so unkind
You’ll replace me in some time
I’m the forgettable kind
Can’t shake you from my mind
As my roads unwind
I’ll meet you in some time
Until then my eyes go blind
But I feel fine
I feel safe alone
And my heart's feeling kind
I'll make it on my own
Closing time on my mind
Just begging for a sign
Keep lessons close behind
Misguided, colorblind
Can’t shake you from my mind
Cast darkness and you’ll shine
Feel my skin, cross the line
Don’t worry, there’s still time
But I feel fine
I feel safe alone
And my heart's feeling kind
I'll make it on my own
Closing time close behind
Feel mortal feel divine
Can’t shake you from my mind
Don’t worry I’ll be fine
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12. |
College Crush (Reprise)
00:30
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Honey Baby Girl you don't need to worry
If you don't want to be with me
I can always let you go
All you gotta do is let me know
We all got to be free
No one knows this more than me
Honey Baby Girl we can still be friends
Aint to reason for us to pretend
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