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Flies
07:08
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I’m hiding feelings in my hoodie pockets
It always feels like everybody’s watching
No one hears me, I don’t make a sound
No one sees me, I live underground
Won’t you find me nowhere
You terrible nightmare
Before I get lost in the crowd
I spend the weekends in my head
Strange people telling me lies and
Dead bodies covered in flies
I’ll keep to myself
I’ll keep to myself
And I slept through the thunderstorm last night
Dreaming I was on fire
I slept through all of your calls
It wasn’t my desire
Try to see your family tonight
Tell your friends you love them
You don’t need to worry about what’s next,
Listen to the thunder
High expectations don’t mix with bad intentions
Your opinions don’t always reflect in your decisions
High expectations don’t mix with bad intentions
Your opinions don’t always reflect in your decisions
High expectations don’t mix with bad intentions
Your opinions don’t always reflect in your decisions
High expectations don’t mix with bad intentions
Your opinions don’t always reflect in your decisions
And I slept through the thunderstorm last night
Dreaming I was on fire
I slept through all of your calls
It wasn’t my desire
Try to see your family tonight
Tell your friends you love them
You don’t need to worry about what’s next,
Listen to the thunder
If your brain gets off its leash
Out of your head and into bed
Don’t go try and get it back
Relax
If your brain gets off its leash
Out of your head and into bed
Don’t go try and get it back
Relax
If your brain gets off its leash
Out of your head and into bed
Don’t go try and get it back
Relax
If your brain gets off its leash
Out of your head and into bed
Don’t go try and get it back
Relax
If your brain gets off its leash
Out of your head and into bed
Don’t go try and get it back
Relax
If your brain gets off its leash
Out of your head and into bed
Don’t go try and get it back
Relax
If your brain gets off its leash
Out of your head and into bed
Don’t go try and get it back
Relax
If your brain gets off its leash
Out of your head and into bed
Don’t go try and get it back
Relax
If your brain gets off its leash
Out of your head and into bed
Don’t go try and get it back
Relax
If your brain gets off its leash
Out of your head and into bed
Don’t go try and get it back
Relax
If your brain gets off its leash
Out of your head and into bed
Don’t go try and get it back
Relax
If your brain gets off its leash
Out of your head and into bed
Don’t go try and get it back
Relax
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2. |
Aquaduck
03:10
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Talking on gritty subjects
You wouldn’t like it here
Abducted, destructed,
Wanna get outta here now
If you saw what’s in the mirror,
You wouldn’t like it here
Abducted, destructed
Wanna get outta here now
Why do you treat me like I belong
I’ll just go out and write a song
About how you keep me part of you
And all the stupid things you do
You only make me feel
Nobody wants to hear you or anything you gotta say
Why do you think I’m some kind of friend
I‘m not trying to offend
You or your group of faithful bores
The ones you’re trying to procure
You only make me think
Nobody wants to hear you or anything you gotta say
Talking on gritty subjects
You wouldn’t like it here
Abducted, destructed,
Wanna get outta here now
If you saw what’s in the mirror,
You wouldn’t like it here
Abducted, destructed
Wanna get outta here now
Why do you treat me like I belong
I’ll just go out and write a song
About how you keep me part of you
And all the stupid things you do
You only make me feel
Nobody wants to hear you or anything you gotta say
Why do you think I’m some kind of friend
I‘m not trying to offend
You or your group of faithful bores
The ones you’re trying to procure
You only make me think
Nobody wants to hear you or anything you gotta say
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3. |
Hank (But Not Our Hank)
05:24
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When I was younger I would drive my car as fast as I can
Hit 90 miles on the highway every time that I’d go down a hill
Two years later I’m less stupid but I’m equally scared
I gotta focus my direction cut my losses and then shoot to kill
I never said that it’d be easy
You misinterpreted what you heard
I said if u release me
Then maybe it’d be less hard
The knife is dull on both sides
I don’t think it’s gonna cut
The knife is dull on both sides
I don’t think
Did you need it or just want it, I mean everything
And if you ever really cared at all you’d figure out what I need
And won’t you please me don’t believe me it’s not hard to agree
I’ll open myself for connection, I know that together we’ll bleed
I never said that it’d be easy
You misinterpreted what you heard
I said if u release me
Then maybe it’d be less hard
The knife is dull on both sides
I don’t think it’s gonna cut
The knife is dull on both sides
I don’t think
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4. |
Pogna
02:03
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Whether I’m uptight to anyone
Whether I’m the type for anyone
Whether I’m the cannonball
Whether I’m your last resort
Whether I’m the pony at your
Cowgirl birthday party
Whether I’m the friendship formed
From a long awaited sorry
Whether I’m the firework
Whether I’m the blowback
We don’t have to alter course
The weather rarely follows through
Whether I’m uptight to anyone
Whether I’m the type for anyone
Whether I’m the cannonball
Whether I’m your last resort
Whether I’m the pony at your
Cowgirl birthday party
Whether I’m the friendship formed
From a long awaited sorry
Whether I’m the firework
Whether I’m the blowback
We don’t have to alter course
The weather rarely follows through
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5. |
Himself
03:33
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Is everything
Beautiful?
Why think beauty only stands two inches tall?
Beautiful
Lightning bug
Is crushed beneath black boots and flattened into pulp
The plastic bag
In the sea
Blood is heavier than water we drink
You’ve had your fun
You’ve had your fun
You made your dollar and you’ll cost another one
A tinted fun
Conceited one
With old gray hair
Sits in his chair
What is “me”?
Who are you?
Overrated portraits we will never live up to
The old gray man
Writing his will
Those dollar bills, those dollars build into his will
He turns around
Looks to the ground
And prides himself
For where he lands
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6. |
Unknown 2
02:21
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These rainy days
And matinees
My fantasies
They hide they hide they hide they hide
It’s harder when
The sun is out
I think about
The sky the sky the sky the sky
And I can’t stand this stormy weather
I can’t stand these clouds forever
Maybe next time we’re together
I’ll forget this fucking weather
I can’t stand this sunny weather
I can’t stand these clouds forever
Maybe next time we’re together
I’ll forget this fucking weather
Rain rain rain rain rain rain go away
Come again on another day
If I don’t see the sky today
I might forget about the way
I like the sky when we’re together
I like the sky just a little better
A little better when we’re together
Don’t make me forget this weather
I can’t stand this stormy weather
I can’t stand these clouds forever
Maybe next time we’re together
I’ll forget this fucking weather
I just mumble quietly that I miss the time we spent in your apartment
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7. |
Last Legs
05:40
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Go figure
I snuck into the middle of the picture
But I was still miles away
Cause I’m scared of all the pretty girls
And I’m not the best in the world
At making the first move
But I can make you move
And dance until the sun goes down
In hopes that you’ll keep me around
And I’m drowning in the deep end
And I’m too tired to swim
I’m on my last legs
I’m on my last legs
Watching my mood swing
Won’t suck the venom out of my sting
I’m on my last legs
I’m on my last legs
Blast through life with a skip and a hop
Won’t you do what you like, nobody’s calling the cops
Then you looked straight through me
What did you do to me
I wish I was 10 feet tall
So I could keep my head out of the clouds
Stepping over all of the know-it-alls
And the ones that get too loud
Can’t seem to brush that chip off my shoulder
Ever since I got a little bit older
It’s all the little things
And all my hopes and dreams
Blast through life too carefully,
Please turn that music down
Why’d you look straight through me
What did you do to me
And I’m drowning in the deep end
And I’m too tired to swim
I’m on my last legs
I’m on my last legs
Watching my mood swing
Won’t suck the venom out of my sting
I’m on my last legs
I’m on my last legs
And I’m drowning in the deep end
And I’m too tired to swim
I’m on my last legs
I’m on my last legs
Watching my mood swing
Won’t suck the venom out of my sting
I’m on my last legs
I’m on my last legs
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Someday I’ll become a servant
Licensed work is never worth it
Your name on a piece of paper
Proving you were here
I hate to be with so few convictions
But I find myself lost, and it’s each and every day
I feel that maybe this one won’t be just the same
Moving along isn’t moving on
I felt that, you said that
I’m always home, I’m always home
I’ll stay forever catacomb
A tassel’s a lasso
My castles always out of touch
A tassel’s a lasso
Someday I’ll become exerted
Pulling my weight got less important
Easier said than doing business
Please don’t wait for me
I hate to have so many confusions
But I find myself gone, and it’s each and every day
I feel that maybe this one won’t be just the same
Oh, I hope it’s not the same
Moving along isn’t moving on
I felt that, you said that
I’m always home, I’m always home
I’ll stay for ever catacomb
A tassel’s a lasso
My castles always out of touch
A tassel’s a lasso
When your car breaks down in the middle of the road
I’ll be there to drive you
When you never understood
I’ll be there to hear you
And oh, I hope it’s not the same as
How I never loved you
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