1. |
Inure
06:06
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I tripped on your compliments, my confidence stopped ringing bells
but you knew me so well
The blue couch in the living room still has that smell
And even wet linen, still makes my heart swell
Remember that soup that you spilled on your legs?
You cried into fists as I cleaned up the dregs
But your lips shook long, after I put you to bed
And I swore I could never, ever watch you regret, again
Remember, remember me when you fall in love, again
Remember, remember me when you fall, again
Remember holidays
I never felt so safe
I fear a lot but you know what, these scars, they just show my age
And maybe I will grow, the more that I’m alone
And with a single throw, I’ll knock em back and I'll tell em where to go
I won’t forget the three weeks by the estuary
longest I ever went without a shirt on me
Your lips were cooler then, the tide rolled in on them
closest that I came to finding somewhere I could feel again
Remember, remember me when you fall in love, again
Remember, remember me when you fall, again
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2. |
Twenty Four
03:18
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Wasn’t one to walk home alone
Anything to get you off my phone
Don’t apologise unless you mean it
If it’s just to clear a conscious, I don’t wanna hear it
‘cause
I’m better than that
I’m better than that
I’m better than everything you said
I’m better than that
I’m better than that
I’m better than everything you said
I’m not one to drink on my own
Don’t need courage, no reason to roam
Scared enough feeling sober you know
Scared enough that you drink when you’re low
And then you made me cry on the train
Don’t need to hide tears in the rain
Twenty four and no birthday was great;
rubbed my back after saying you hated me
but I don’t hate her, I’m just trying to save her
but
I’m better than that
I’m better than that
I’m better than everything you said
I’m better than that
I’m better than that
I’m better than everything you said
I’m waiting to feel wanted over needed
Still wanting you to love me and mean it
But you’re happy, to lose me
so delete my fucking caller ID
'cause
I’m better than that
I’m better than that
I’m better than everything you said
I’m better than that
I’m better than that
I’m better than everything you said
I’m better than that
I’m better than that
I’m better than everything you said
I’m better than that
I’m better than that
I’m better than everything you fucking said
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3. |
Safe
04:44
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You are Sunday mornings
wrapped in everything I never knew I needed
Maybe that's conceded
Now I like you better when you’re leaving
Monday came quicker than the summer when you were gone
I was out the back and you were honking your horn
begging for attention as the sun wore on
Something tells me that it’s forty degrees
And my only black jeans are hugging my knees
but I’ll hide all of me ‘cause I don’t like my body
Oh class, it’s Tuesday now and my heart
hurts, does it make you proud that I’m learning?
It makes me proud that I’m learning
I forget what I need when it’s quarter to three
I’m killing more time and it’s Wednesday eve
and maybe if you’re nowhere near, I'll learn how to breathe
'cause baby it’s a Thursday, maybe I’ll get takeaway
Coming down on Friday, numbing down my way
And I can kiss you on a Saturday
can I kiss you on a Saturday?
and we’ll wake up on a Sunday
your hand around my waist
Dreaming of another day
any day but Monday
'Cause I’m struggling tonight, to put me at ease
I’m in fight or flight
maybe I’ll call Elise
and I’m clutching at needs
fending off these bad dreams
and I know I'll like myself more in the morning
yeah I feel more at home when I’m yawning
not mourning something I can’t see
And there’s nothing more safe
than hearing Mum say,
why don’t you come home, we’ve got tea on the stove and we love you
and I say, I’ll be there soon
I’ll be there soon
I'll be there soon
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4. |
Bottom Drawer
05:30
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There were dust shells in the light pockets
There were film trailers playing in my wallet
Folded movie tickets pressed behind my drivers license
Nostalgia spilled across my floor
So I ran my fingers along the skirting boards
Tried to stop it from spilling more
Tried to stop me from riding it out the door
And the dust it grew, and garnered, and forever made it harder
to let you look me in the eyes
on the days where I didn’t want to be alive
There are rattlesnakes in the bottom drawer
where my parents kept the spare batteries and more
the coming out letter I sent too late
somewhere beneath the measuring tape
I worked so hard to make myself tall
tried to balance on the chairs my mother cut the legs off
I propped myself up with a daydream crutch
of being a strong boy and making my own lunch
of grabbing hands and asking them to dance
of hoping for a Summer romance
And the dust it grew, and garnered, and forever made it harder
to let you look me in the eye on the days where I didn’t want to be alive
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