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Touch It?
03:42
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Flesh on flesh in the nighttime
When we learned there is no right time
Please call me by your name
I never liked my old one, anyway
So long to the horny thems and horny theys
Their bodies are now one
I'll see you
If I ever get the chance to know you
Our skin held us back from our true forms
Naked and brave
At the time we felt insane
But now the music assures us we're alive
Brings clarity to your eyes
We can make it if we try
Don't you think?
Do you trust me enough to let me touch it?
You round-eyed, sharp-toothed golden daughter of the sun
I'd trust you enough to let you touch it
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2. |
Chungking Express
03:20
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If we don't need this love
What's the point of going on?
I would sweat out the tears
But that would show you how I really feel
I could boycott the moon
I could block out the stars
But nothing, nothing, nothing
Will change the fact it felt better at the start
But who cares?
Who cares?
The girl in my apartment was never there
On the day she finally shows her face
There may be another in her place
And then I'll be in love again
(And you know it's different from before)
If you ever come back
You uniform is drying out back
It was such a drag
It was making all my other clothes sad
So don't call my name
It's not the same
It's not me you're dying to see
Yeah I read your letter
That's no way to make me feel better
It's time to turn the music down
I had a thought that was getting way too loud
It's not the person we love
It's the love that we give them
Not the person we love
It's the love that we give them
Planted in hopes at the chance of forgiveness
A comforting body to fall asleep with
I gotta believe
If she leaves
That the next day I could be in love again
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3. |
Son
04:02
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There are all these things that I
All those little human things
That I don’t understand
Sometimes I just wanna
Scoop out your brains
And put em in my hands
The warmth of the organ
Could fill in the cold hole
That waits for a soul
I’m not quite a human
But, God, I’m a person
You make me feel so alone
I don’t mind
If you think it’s worth the time
It’s a crime
To ignore what you are told
I’m alive
But I don’t think you ever cared
You would’ve told me if you cared
Ask about pleasure
Ask about pain
As if I could complain
If I’m not quite the same
There’s a woman to blame
And I won’t let go
If I had a son
I’d never be the one
To make the call, so far to fall
The ninth son of ten
You’re alone again
And it’ll always be this way
I sacrifice
Everything that I could’ve had
There’s a price
For losing love that isn’t yours
I’m alive
But I don’t think you ever cared
You would’ve told me if you cared
I don’t know what to tell you
Should I be grateful?
How can I believe you?
The cause we swore to?
Is it worth it just to feel control?
Is it worth it just to feel less small?
You call for your family but they’re lying still
You didn’t do the right thing and you never will
So you killed me for the common good
You claimed to have the sacred word
And they all gathered to you to kneel and pray
No one could believe what the old man said:
“Everything you love is gone
They’re in the hands of another
Wife, sisters, and brothers
Say goodbye to our mothers”
Why are you looking so hard for love when you’ve already got it?
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4. |
On The Moon
01:23
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How I long to love you in the summer
Is it real or a lie?
How I long to love you when I'm sober
Is it real or a lie?
How I long to love you but it's over
Is it real or a lie?
Masturbating in the shower
Is it real or a lie?
I'd give you anything you wanted
Tongue tied, hand to god
A flower already blooming
You're the woman on the moon
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