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Yr Bdrm
02:57
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I haven't wrote a song in weeks
And that's nothing like me
I guess I just needed some time to finally breathe
Because I've been too preoccupied
In this little life of mine
Where I waste away at work and come back home to record
This album that will never be fucking done
Will it ever, ever, ever be done?
You might understand if you get stoned in basement
In your basement
Yesterday I watched my friend throw up
Outside a Souplantation in a parking lot
Because he ate too much
These new friends I've made can never get enough
And I remember our first house party
But taking way too much shots
And now I'm slurring all my words and playing all of the wrong chords
For these songs that aren't even done
I haven't even finished writing this one
You might understand if you record in your bedroom
In your bedroom
Is where I found out that this is all it'll take
Cause your eyes and your heart couldn't see the mistakes
Now that it's been a couple years and you haven't heard a word back
You stare through your ceiling than look over at
All those pictures hanging up on your wall
All those pictures hanging up on your wall
You don't even remember them all
In your bedroom
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2. |
Ink
02:18
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I used to miss you all the time when I laid in bed alone
Honestly I just miss the sex
Your attitude can stay at home
Don't get mad at me when you figure out this one's about you
I'm only telling the truth
I won't drop your name for safety's sake but you can drop mine all you want
It's not like it's stopping you anyway
Anyway
She hates me now
And loves to let me know it
She hates me now
But every once in awhile she'll ask me to burn her a CD
No, I won't burn you a CD
And every night was pretty much the same
We would just be hanging out
But never with any of my friends
You always hated all of my friends
You said you loved me and so did every girl before
And I believed you cause I am such a fool
So go get another tattoo but don't think it'll change you
All the ink in the world wouldn't make you anymore cool
She hates me now
And loves to let me know it
She hates me now
But every once in awhile she'll ask me to burn her a CD
No, I won't burn you a CD
Cause you just hate everything
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3. |
Rock Hard Baguettes
04:10
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Day trip to Strasbourg
Let's get drunk before parliament
Then back to the hostel
With mad shady people
Angry lunch ladies
Rock hard baguettes
She got so drunk
I had to carry her all the way home
1.7 miles home
Let's hope
The kebab shop's still open
Throwing up
Out of the fourth story window
I think I've had enough
France you smell like cheese
I'm ready to go home
Three days in Luxembourg
Free beer and Hell's Angels
Camping in Holland
One rowdy dutch music festival
Then back to Brussels
Climbing on lion statues
I got so drunk
I woke up in all of my clothes
Didn't even bother to take off my shoes
Let's hope
My wallet's somewhere in this room
Throwing up
Out of the fourth story window
I think I talk too much
And to think it only cost 40 euro
And that month was the month I was drinking way too much
Empty wine bottles stacked up tall like trophies
Bar girls from Denmark took us out on the city
And she called dibs and wasn't very pretty
So he got mad and broke a sign
Kicked over a motorbike
Why did he kick over a motorbike?
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4. |
Nose Ring
03:21
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I lied on my resume
I didn't get a 3.85 GPA
But I don't think they're checking anyway
So I'll just continue to lie on my resume
And I lied about all those friends I said I had
There's only a handful I consider
But it's okay, I like this small circle I've made
And I wouldn't trade it for anything else
And I lied when I told you I loved you
Just figured you want to hear it back
Cause I'm not one to leave you hanging
Don't worry baby I'm bringing Sun Tacos back
And she said I think you know yourself better when you sing
Cause without your guitar in your hands
You never say anything back to me
No, no, no
I never hear a word
So tell me some stories
I love to hear your voice
Your memories, they're still blurry
But you can still get that point across
She says I'm emotional and predictable
I tell her at least I'm not lost
In the idea of materials
I can tell you're obsessed with it all
And she says I think you know yourself better when you sing
Cause without your guitar in your hands
You never say anything back to me
You seemed so mysterious
I really think you're just oblivious
And I reply I think I liked you better when you had your nose ring
Well I'm not too proud of the shit that I've done in my past
But when I look back at it all I can't help but laugh
I guess I'm a creep
Yeah I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
No, I don't belong here
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5. |
California
02:57
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I left all my friends in Florida
And drove to California
I just couldn't stand the heat
Well over here the weathers better
And Mexican food is all I ever seem to eat
I told my friends to not take it personal
Even though I hate more than half of them by now
But the rest of you should all come out to California
We got mountains and In-N-Out
It should be a no-brainer
I dropped all my classes and packed up everything I owned
And drove all three thousand miles to sunny San Diego
Thirty five long hours behind the wheel
Camping in Texas wasn't as good as it sounded
It was way too fucking hot
Feels just like Florida
A jump in the springs were refreshing
Till we saw all the water snakes
Why are there so many god damn water snakes?
And I left you a beer in the shower cause I know you all too well
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6. |
Uprooted
02:31
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I am uprooted
I blame it on my family
For always moving
When I was young
And we moved out east onto an island that was only seven miles long
I ran around barefoot
Cause I've learned to adapt
And then I met you
But we have burned that bridge
And now my heart remains as empty as my fridge
And I still try to keep up with all my alcoholic friends
We shotgunned beers in the front yard
Cause I've learned to adapt
It's like how I always order no sour cream on my tacos but they always seem to throw it on there anyways
It's like how even though I'm yelling my life through all these microphones no one ever listens
Cause I've learned to adapt
You've got to learn to adapt
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7. |
Animal Style
02:41
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Let me tell you guys a story about how I used to spend most of my time in front of my computer writing lyrics about my life
For these songs that I want everyone to hear yet I know they don't describe just right
So I'm trying something different, something new, something strange
Maybe I should use my time more wise
Then writing stupid songs no one will ever hear
I guess I just need to get some things off my mind
I used to write about experiences I've never had
I think it's time I've changed
So every word you hear and every story I say is something real
It happened
What would you like to hear about today?
How about an old friend who I now ex-communicate
We used to be cool but things went downhill
After dropping acid in Jacksonville
Now I'm still sitting here doing the same old shit
I guess some things never change
I'm still sitting here writing stupid songs
And she moved out of state
It's funny how it all works out
It's funny how it all works out
It's funny how it all works out
It's funny how it all works out
Don't go chasing me around town
I told you to keep your distance
And don't show up at Allie's house
When you weren't invited in the first place
So just take my advice, keep your dignity
And stay the fuck away
It's funny how it all works out
It's funny how it all works out
It's funny how it all works out
It's funny how it all works out
I wonder if I'll ever change
Sitting in my room dealing with another headache
Thinking of my life and all the progress that I haven't made
I guess that's how it all works out
I wonder if I'll ever change
Probably not
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Back in my hometown
We'd walk the streets and beat the heat
But not anymore
Now we sit around
And talk it out, drink it out
I think I like better anyhow
The world can change in the blink of an eye
You showed me things I thought I'd never see
And now it's all I breathe
But we don't talk anymore
It turned in to such a chore
Thank god cause I was tired of fighting all your wars
The world will change in the blink of an eye
Never looking back
I'll leave it all in the past
Tomorrow's a new day
Cause we've all got somewhere to go
You're not young forever
Yet you're dying to get old
No, I'm not looking back I swear
You had your chance and left it there
The world can seem so fucking big at times
But this space is nothing to fear
No, this is space is nothing to fear
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9. |
People Who Steal Things
02:26
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It was July of 2013
When my house was robbed
Broke through the back window
And took all of my electronics
And they even stole a snapback it was one of a kind
But thanks for leaving the guitars and the bike
And now I guess I have another song to write
About that time my house got robbed that night
And it's ironic how a week before I wasn't even able to lock my door
Cause I left my keys overseas somewhere in southern Germany
But then I got another key
And started locking back up
And to to think it might have been someone that I trust
You left the backdoor open I can see mud tracks all through the house
And all these bugs won't stop buzzin'
And go away like I moved out of state
Left all my friends behind to fade away
Cause I'm drastic and always working on my reflection
But never taking any steps in any of the right directions
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10. |
Syriasly
03:51
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I don't care
No, I haven't really cared all that much lately
I've just found it easier to stay away
Away from you, away from everyone
I swear one of these days I'm gonna disappear
Cause I don't wanna hear you
Talk about how you think the world should be run.
Cause I don't think
That you're quite qualified to talk about politics
Did you even read any books on economics?
Didn't think so
So I guess I'll start a band
Write songs about how I feel
It's good to let it out
And these days I find myself free styling more than
writing words down
Cause I don't wanna hear you
Talk about how you think the world should be run.
Cause I don't think
That you're quite qualified to talk about politics
Did you even read any books on economics?
Didn't think so
Didn't think so
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