1. |
Rows
03:30
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Rows of softly colored lights
and rows of vibrant blues
Rows on rows of quiet nights
spent talking here with you
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2. |
Bash
03:22
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Bash your head against your walls
We could sleep in on the weekend
We could wake up, our limbs tied
We could sleep here in a daze
and let our anger walk on by
Move your fists into the sand
Making craters with your arrogance
Destroy, everything, everything you hate
make the world a better place
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3. |
Eyes Like A Smoking Gun
03:01
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4. |
Everything In Moderation
03:24
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I've been feeling fine,
just weighted and tired.
Everything's been fine
Stepping back into
things I used to do
Everything in moderation
Why the fuck have you been
scattering your ashes all over my head?
I want to hate you
This is not what I wanted
this is not the way things were
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5. |
Without You
04:22
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Just pray to god
That you don't find yourself
and I'll be fine, without you
Fall is fine, winter's soon
I'll be fine without you
Chew off limbs
Biting through
cough up blood without you
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6. |
Everything In Abundance
03:02
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I lay in a bed of my regrets
All my things useless or broken
and love is a name I've forgot
while lost in a pattern of thoughts
and we will be strangers one day,
with homes and mountains between us
the miles will mediate us
I'm sorry that I am so hateful, resentful
and contentious
I will not speak the things I've thought or hold you to offences
But honestly
I love you so abundantly
And love just gets the best of me
I slept in a tower of solace
Now, I know that nothing is sacred
And all if forgiven in love
and fear is relinquished in trust
But now, everything in abundance
and you are a mountain of worries
that shifts in and out of that love
Not gives, but instead given up
I'm sorry that I am so hateful, resentful
and contentious
I will not speak the things I've thought or hold you to offences
But honestly
I love you so abundantly
And love just gets the best of me
All my fears in excess
On weekends
at parties
or weddings
for hours tonight
Maybe when we're older
or lonely
we'll come back
and things will be alright
And we will be strangers one day
With homes and mountains between us
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7. |
Plans
04:07
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Touche, your words kind of hurt me
I guess I never figured it out
By now, I should have saw it coming
I guess I never figured it out
And I said, how could you love me if you never figured it out?
And you said, maybe I didn't, I guess I never figured it out
Somebody tell me about lost love
and what it means to me
'cause when you're throwing things away,
it doesn't mean you lost anything
It's all the same thing over and over,
and fear is what's keeping me down
And in every single nightmare
you're waiting to take me to hell
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8. |
Hatefuck (Rows Reprise)
03:55
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Place me with you,
snide and used, and unhappy
Fuck my way into your garden 'til you hate me
Do you hate me?
Come down from your tower,
Come watch as I wander
I put you up so high
I'll never love as much as I hate you
The score's been settled here
I know, I know, I know
The score's been settled here
I know, I know, I know
Come down from your tower,
Come watch as I wander
I put you up so high
I'll never love as much as I hate you
As much as I hate you
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