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phone home
03:48
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phone home i'm sick again i'm wasted again and i'm tired
of fighting for the next fix, the next train out
and it only costs a dime to get where the comfort is
endless
and i'm tired of fighting
white flag with little purity
clenched fist, bit lip, crawling your way back
to white walls in a crawl space
my mailing address is the same as the skin that i shed before i arrived
e.t. phone home the secrets they're telling you are strange
i don't expect you to know what direction is east or what vice to choose from their pile that remain
or what the etiquette is: to pick up on the first or third ring
phone home i'm sick again i'm wasted again and i'm tired
of fighting for the next fix, the next train out
when it only costs a dime to get where the comfort is endless
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bind my hands (demo)
03:32
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i break my own heart each day
i smash it into pieces
and i wait for those who i love to come save me and when they don't, i drink poison and sulk all day
it was the way i was made
or do i have choices today? i'm too tired to make up my mind
i'll ask a witch to put a spell on my hands to bind them from
reaching out to you
and when it all comes down to details, i'll have faith that maybe you were right
i'll take back all the words that i said and reflect on them using all the might of a robot
asking kindly to say
"it's okay to be vulnerable as long as it doesn't get in the way of the way"
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restrain
04:27
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wash up your tear stained (stories) and blow away all the bad feelings you get when you look in the mirror
and you guessed that i'd be in the same state as before
how did you know that i would be with the girl next door?
you called me a whore
maybe you were right
maybe you were not too far away that time
maybe you were right to walk away from me
i wouldn't blame you if you wanted
a restrain
ing order against me
when will the tape stop holding our (stories) together
we were different heights
especially with our 12 (stories) that didn't match up
and i couldn't reach the top of that apartment and that's the only reason i didn't jump
that's the only part you ever heard
the swallow asked me why i didn't go home and i said "i don't know where i belong"
my nest is made of broken glass that i used to smoke out of
the only thing i ever hurt was my lungs
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711
03:13
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the new members of the order are sketched out on the ground
all those fuckers play recorders laying down on benches while hostile architects are laughing
so i plant my roots in the 711
i water the seeds when i get the craving
ill pull all the weeds if i could stop for a second from making the bad decision
dont go outside
i am on fire
i hiked the mountain but what did i get out of it?
all you fuckers write me letters
i ask quietly if i can leave
your eyes lit up and ash the embers
if you swear you'd go anywhere with me, why do you drop out so often?
well i dont go outside
when the city's on fire
yeah i hiked the mountain, but what did i get out of it?
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for the masses
04:49
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i'm sweeping up the remnants of another episode
let the flies take over all the leftover bowls
all i hear is you repeating "it'll never happen, not in our lifetime"
your hollow words are disappointing
we talked about building something the world hadn't seen yet, then you left it behind
you gathered up bread and roses for the masses but you left them behind
with bad decisions in mind
they asked me not to regret my every move
but you're making it hard to follow through
'cause i looked up to you
you gathered up bread and roses for the masses but you left them behind
you talked about all the strength in the women you look up to
but by your actions, none of them could have guessed that
you can't lead up to the best world you imagined
with the collective in mind
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broken egg Nanaimo, British Columbia
max pittet
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