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Photo Fire - Slow Talks
05:02
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Placing a smile
Begging myself to cry
This will be the last time
Last time I’ll see you
Last time I’ll greet you
Curling up away
Then notice my face
If I could only leave myself
Then I’d be what you need
Curling up away
Then bury my hands
Into your charred
Into your charred
Your charred skin
But on my way home
I’ll force it out
The dangerous ways
The unhealthy side
Of being by you
Of being by you
And I can’t face the night
With memories next to me
Curling up away
Then notice my face
If I could only leave myself
Then I’d be what you need
Curling up away
Then bury my hands
Into your charred
Into your charred
Your charred skin
Angry looks
And slow talks
Angry looks
And slow talks
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Mike Tyson's Punch Out
02:05
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Theres a million different things on my floor
and I will find what I need eventually
And I will bleach my hair blonde, or dye it red with the blood of your enemies
Im sorry that Im boring
When I cry the tears are poring
I have nothing to say and Im always sad
Like when my timing is off, when im signing with my friends, Im just too late to the party, at least I got there in the end
Well the longer that ur sitting the better it feels to stand, but theres knuckles in my jaw while a referee counts to 10,
Sew me up, I let you down
Throw me In, let me drown
Well Im through with breaking promises, I never intended to
And I will finish all my sentences, as long as they end with you
and no its not forgotten
and theres no signs of stopping,
For the clothes that you wear, the children you bear, theres not a care
its all the same
Well the longer that ur sitting the better it feels to stand, but theres knuckles in my jaw while a referee counts to 10,
Sew me up, I let you down
Throw me In, let me drown
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DARE - Orlanda
02:37
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i'm sitting in class but I'm thinking about Orlando
Looking at houses but I still don't have a job, no
Things will work out we keep saying til it works out
Either way I'm pretty sure I'm being kicked out
So I'll buy the van that I've always wanted
And I'll escape these places and the memories you've haunted
Still have to pay for my phone, I know you can't afford it
I'll leave the mattress, I'm pretty sure it won't fit
I need to make up a test but I'm staying up til 4 still
Trying to write neiw songs and I'm working on my drum fills
I still have no idea how to make my own appointments
I've cried a pool of tears but thank god i'm still buoyant
So I'll buy the van that I've always wanted
And I'll escape these places and the memories you've haunted
Still have to pay for my phone, I know you can't afford it
I'll leave the mattress, it's not even my apartment
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