1. |
We Are the Ones
04:42
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We are the hands around your neck
We are the beasts beside your bed
We are, we are the ones.
We are the bees under your step
We are the seams that scar your chest
We are, we are the ones, I confess.
Turn it down. I can’t stand the sound.
Light me up, and burn me down.
We are the needle to your neck
We are the bats inside your chest
We are the ones.
We are the poison on your breath
We are the distant silhouettes
We are, we are the ones, I confess.
Turn it down. I can’t stand the sound.
Light me up, and burn me down.
We are the ones.
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2. |
Accelerate the Corners
04:29
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It was cold that day - When you said goodbye
With your arms reached out - Looking towards the sky
And we stood alone - Never knowing then
That that moment came - And would shortly end
And these were the times and the endless smiles
Where we laughed for days, we would run for miles
Accelerate the corners
Just to do it again
I never thought I would need you more
And I was nervous but not sure what I was nervous for
And the lights went out before I had a chance to say
This is not my day, this is not my day
It was warm that day - When we said hello
With your hands clenched tight - Looking down below
And we stood alone - Almost knowing then
Every moment comes - But the best one’s end
And where are the times we never said no
When we dressed to the till with nowhere to go
And accelerate the corner Just to do it again
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3. |
No Stick, All Glue
04:47
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I can still see the brush of the unfinished paint on every wall
Part red, part rust Part my mistake to think
You’d ever paint it all
You’d never paint it all.
Remember how I used to hold you
No Stick, and all glue
Remember how I used to hold you
All me and no you.
I can still see the blush
of your unfinished face
The lights off
Part pain, Part Lust
Part my mistake to think
You’d ever change all
You never changed at all.
Remember how I used to hold you
No Stick, and all glue
Remember how I used to hold you
All me and no you.
Remember how I hated your cigarettes
And each and every time I left
The lonely flicker of the TV screen
And the cold of, your feet, under the sheets.
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4. |
Chanterelles
04:01
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She still likes Running round
Picking Chanterelles, Throwing her clothes on the ground
I have a feeling she won’t be coming down for a long time
With an effortless smile on
From a picture that she’s drawn
In a search for buried treasures
Always miss her when she’s gone
She still likes Running round
Picking chanterelles, throwing her clothes on the ground
I have a feeling she won’t be coming down for a long time
She still likes laying low
Staying up late watching her favorite shows
I have a feeling she won’t be coming down for a long time
I will always think back to
Every moment and break through
Searching for the simple pleasures
That will always define you
For a long time
Her life illuminates
She’s in a different world
It’s like and endless race
But no one’s catching her
She’s always on the hunt
Another perfect find
She’s never looking back
These are the best of times
She’s always up, not down
It’s fun to watch her soar
Most people love to live
She’s seems to love it more
And even simple things
She’s sees in many ways
These are the best of times
These are the good old days.
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5. |
We Pretend
03:45
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On a day, when I found no on else around
All alone through the air but there’s nothing ever there
And at night when I walk and I see the others talk
Is it me, is it true is this anything but you
And every time I heard you say any time, any day
I never thought that I would feel any fear any pain
As you take away the stage and my calm just turns to rage
And our world comes to an end, nothing left we pretend
On a day when I found not a single sound
All alone in the calm when it seems that nothing’s wrong
But at night I can hear what I always knew was near
Is it me, is it true is this anything but you
We pretend this won’t end
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6. |
Death Chair
03:54
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The sharp side of a jackknife: oh how it glows.
Strapped into a death chair: bloodied nose.
Day in, day out: cuts you slow.
Drain every ounce of strength, on a wiggled toe.
A blue screen on a black night: oh how it blows.
An IV: made of wires and coppered hose.
Sign in, sign out: open/close.
Kill every burst of light, with the slowest dose.
Wrap the wires around your neck
Pull them tight and to the left
Tie your best knot.
Hang the wires from overhead
Get on top of your desk
Take one last step.
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7. |
Safe
04:24
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Blinds are drawn
From the sun
You can see
I can't see anyone
Blinded by more than tears
Blinded from all these years
Wish that I
Could break through
You were me, I was you
You know more than I can show
You know that I wont let go
Minds are drawn
Towards the sun
I can’t see
But you can see everyone
I wish that you could break free
I was you, you were me
Hold your pain in my hands
So I too could understand
You know more than I can know
You know that won’t let go
In my heart there’s a place
Where I store my love for most everything
And it’s there you stand strong
And you’ll stay there until I’m gone
So dear god here’s my list
Read it please and prove you exist
I will wait, never leave
I’ll have faith, I’ll believe
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8. |
My Hands Have Failed Me
03:23
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I held you in my hands
Oh how did I lose you?
I’m nothing without you
Well, nothing important.
There’s a stranger in my skin
I’m a stranger to her
She’ll never know me
And I’ll never know her.
I’ll never know her.
I remember your face
Every soft line
Every slow drive
And every dry cry.
There’s a stranger in my skin
I’m a stranger to her
She’ll never know me
And I’ll never know her.
I’ll never know her.
If I could do it again
I’d hold you so tight
With knuckles of pure white
If I could make this right
I wish I had you
I wish to hell I had
Done something.
I wish I held you
A little closer.
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9. |
Single File
04:10
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Please don’t be late
Just smile and wait, take a number please
To seemingly just disagree on memories what seems to be
Most everything and every change it corners me just warning me
To Stop and walk single file
Through every maze, through every aisle
Been marching for miles
I walk single file
Please don’t delay
Just smile obey and just listen please
Your company of misery is drilling me just filling me
With every change, we’ll never change
Unwillingly it’s killing me
Fall in line, Stand up straight, hesitate
Be on time, never late, hesitate
Overwhelmed, over done, hesitate
Everyone, never one, hesitate
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10. |
Not Over
03:37
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It’s not over
It’s just all fucked up
And I never gave up
No I never did.
And it’s not broken
It’s just black and bruised
And I never gave up
I just gave up on you.
It’s not over
It’s just fucked like you
And I never gave up
And I never will.
It’s not broken
It’s just botched and skewed
And I never gave up
I just gave up you.
You planned this
You willed this
You left your prints all over this.
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Gentlemen of Japan Santa Cruz
The Short Skinny:
Pete Johnson from Cutlass Supreme. Jon Cattivera from Time Spent Driving. Kem Gallione from Time Spent
Driving. Donahue from the Talk Show. Darnold from Fantasy Football. A rock band that sounds like a combination of all of the above, plus some special treats.
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