1. |
Fat Sandwich
02:40
|
|||
|
I'm packin' all my books into boxes
I'm throwin' all my clothes in a bag
I'm gonna toss it into the river
From the route 1 bridge
I'm gettin' up real early tomorrow
I'm settin' my alarm clock for six
I'm gonna eat a real healthy breakfast
and take a shit
I'm feelin' like a slave when I'm workin'
And like a lazy-ass if I'm not
It's just my life is goddamn exhausting
So I'm smokin' pot
Because when I'm high and driving
With my windows down
I feel safe and sound
Let's stumble 'round the bars in New Brunswick
Let's try to take a piss in the street
Let's vomit while we're talking to strangers
Right on their feet
Let's get kicked out of our favorite places
Let's throw the empty bottles at trees
Let's try to sing an a cappella version
of Bohemian Rhapsody
I'm feelin' pretty lonely and tired
I'm feeling pretty fucked up and bummed
I wake up in the morning and wonder
If it was fun
But when I'm buzzed and driving
On my way to town
I feel safe and sound
Unless there's a cop behind me
But that only happens rarely
So let's not worry
Because I need some sleep
I need some rest
|
||||
2. |
Hey, Dudes
02:54
|
|||
|
Hey dudes, let's go pick up some six-packs
It's after practice and I am in the mood
To get drunk and stoned with you guys
And talk about the things we have to do
But never really do them
We'll just say we're going to
And I'm tired of waiting forever
It feels like it won't ever end
And I'm still stuck sitting here in my room
Wondering what will happen next
Hey dudes, you know that we've been friends
For a long, long time
I only want what could be the best for all of us
It's like the universe is laughing right in my face
But I'll try to stay afloat in this place
And I'm trying to rearrange puzzle pieces
But none of them seem to fit
And I'm so fucked scrambling between jobs
And what the future may hold for us
But I'll scream til I rip out the seams
In my esophagus lining
And I'll dream 'til the lights go out
Above the summer sky
And we'll laugh when we think of the people
and places that we have encountered
And I know things will never be the same again
|
||||
3. |
Creature of Habit
04:21
|
|||
|
I'm a creature of habit
I don't think I can help it
I'm getting closer to madness
Forcing my body to do this
Smoke rings
Floating up to the lights
In the ceiling fixture
Empty beer bottles
Full ashtrays
And a worn out look on my face
I've seen better days
I'm a fragile disaster
Made of porcelain plaster
Any time I could shatter
Into pieces and scatter
One more won't do me any harm
OK maybe just "two" more
I know my body can take the stress
It's dealt with worse things than this
I sleep in a daze
I sleep in for daysssss
Then I wake and it's morning
But I'm feeling stronger today
I won't let the clouds get in the way
And I'm gonna crawl out of bed now
I wanna feel the sunshine on my face
And I'm feeling taller today
Even if it's only in an intrinsic way
And I'm gonna call out of work now
I wanna take a nap somewhere in the shade
|
||||
4. |
Elephant
01:38
|
|||
|
You can stop saying you're sorry
It's hollow but it sounds sincere
Elephant in the room never seems to disappear
Cigarette smoke, awkward pose
And a smile to let you know
That I'm sorry that I can't relax
And I'm shaking like I'm having a panic attack
But I guess it's because I'm lacking closure
In this mess, and I'm whining to my friends
Who probably think I'm fucking depressed
But it's not sad as it seems
I just wish things weren't boring between us
Conversations about nothing
Am I losing my best friend?
Yeah it sucks
|
||||
5. |
She
03:37
|
|||
|
She makes me want to call up all my old friends
To tell them I love them
She makes me want to listen to all of my old CDs
And feel nostalgic
She makes me wanna smoke less weed
And I can't think of a better reason to cut back
Cuz I won't do anything for myself
Only for somebody else
But I am proud of the messes I make
I don't consider them mistakes
And I'm finding it kinda fuckin' hard
For me to deal with
I dig down deep to find inspiration
In the little things
I whine and weep when things don't exactly
Go as I had planned
And I can't sleep because I just don't feel the need
To see you in my dreams
Cuz I won't do anything for her now
I only do things for myself
And I won't be able to make this work out
Cuz I'm trapped in a hole
But I'm scratchin' and clawin' my way out
So I can let go
You know me now, it's been three weeks
We should be able to sleep in the same bed
You will find out, that some things
I'd rather you just have not said
With the lights out
|
||||
If you like Map of Rome, you may also like:
Expert In A Dying Field
by The Beths
A clear-eyed dissection of love lost powers the latest winner from The Beths.
go to album
Future Me Hates Me
by The Beths
On their debut album, the New Zealand group load hooky indiepop with regret and self-doubt.
go to album
featured on Bandcamp Radio Nov 8, 2016
go to album
The Spell Between
by Caroline Blind
Swirling goth-rock from the big voice behind '90s outfit Sunshine Blind, featuring a who's-who of dark underground denizens.
go to album
Music For 18 Magicians
by Karass
Tacoma's Karass whittled these bleak dream-pop gems from free-form jams, and the rhythms that rattle through them have a live energy.
go to album
A riveting jam session from Pittsburgh, Pa. folk band Wisbands, who infuse classic Americana with jazz and psychedelic rock.
go to album
Sometimes I Forget You're Human Too
by Bored at My Grandmas House
Melodic alt-pop in the vein of Soccer Mommy is driven by winding guitar lines and augmented with dreamy shoegaze elements.
go to album
