1. |
Not Nice
03:18
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Nothing’s wrong
Why should it be?
What’s with the face?
How should it be?
Will you tell me now if it’s too much
Will you tell me now if I’m too much
Nice?
You know it’s really not nice
To make me feel like I’m disliked
You know I really do try
I really try to be kind
You know it’s really not nice
Being rude like all the time
Do you think of what it’s like
Like to be the other guy?
Nothing’s wrong
Why should it be?
It’s looking more
Like a comedy
Will you tell me now if it’s too much
Will you tell me now if I’m too much
Nice?
You know it’s really not nice
To make me feel like I’m disliked
You know I really do try
I really try to be kind
You know it’s really not nice
Being rude like all the time
Do you think of what it’s like
Like to be the other guy?
Nothing’s wrong
Why should it be?
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2. |
Life Goes On
02:39
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Nature gives
Then takes it away
Body feels
And that includes pain
People’s love
Turns into hate
Timeless words
What is left to say?
You suffer
And life goes on
You suffer
And life goes on
You suffer
And life goes on
You suffer
And life goes
All things good
Must come to an end
Life takes life
That is permanent
All things loved
Die eventually
Still will affirm
Each and every day
And life goes on
You suffer
And life goes on
You suffer
And life goes on
You suffer
And life goes
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3. |
Wishing
04:04
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Milling around
Thinking about you
Wishing we were
And wishing it was
I wish I had you
No one to call
Because there’s nothing to do
Wishing we were
And wishing it was
I wish I had you
Sitting around
Dreaming about you
Wishing we were
And wishing it was
I wish I had you
Too many feelings
Too many voices
Too many stresses
Too many choices
It’s complicated
That’s what I’m saying
To keep myself thinking
There’s no use in trying
I don’t have a reason
Not a single reason
No, I don’t have a reason
Not a good reason
Lying around
Dreaming about you
Wishing we were
And wishing it was
I wish I had you
Too many feelings
Too many voices
Too many stresses
Too many choices
It’s complicated
That’s what I’m saying
To keep myself thinking
There’s no use in trying
Well, I don’t have a reason
Not a single reason
No, I don’t have a reason
Not a good reason
That’s right
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4. |
Circles
02:53
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When the answer is right
In front of your face
Yet you still look away
Why I am the only
One of us to see
That something’s got to change
If love’s affection
Then what does that say
Day after day?
Round and round we
Go in circles
It’s never ending
There is no escape
Round and round we
Go in circles
It’s never ending
There is no escape
I hope you find love
And hope that you meet
Someone who feels the same
But here’s where it stops
My chance at good faith
It’s time to walk away
Round and round we
Go in circles
It’s never ending
There is no escape
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5. |
Don't Get Me Wrong
03:36
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First it was do no harm
Now they say, arm in arm
Where is my choice to choose
Who deserves, to gain, to lose?
Don’t get me wrong
I’m not empty inside
There’s still so much
Love I can give
But when they demand
It just cheapens their stance
Do they care if it’s
Real or contrived?
The long arm of the state
Feel its reach, everyday
They say society
But I want to be free
They say society
But I want to be free
They say society
But I need to be free
Don’t get me wrong
I’m not angry inside
There’s still so much
Love I can give
But when you demand
It just weakens your stance
You should care if it’s
Real or contrived
My love is my own
My life is my own
So don’t tread on me
And I’ll repay you in kind
My love is my own
My hate is my own
So don’t tread on me
And I’ll repay you in kind
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6. |
Maybe
03:04
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And then they say that
You should find someone to talk to
And then they say that
You should choose another job to do
And then they say that
You should look for another place to move to
And then they say that
You should have a better attitude
Well, maybe you will never change
Maybe you were born that way
Maybe you’re just damaged goods
Maybe you’re a big mistake
Maybe you’re just like your mom
Maybe you’re just like your dad
And maybe there’s no hope for you
And maybe that’s just too damn bad
And then you say to yourself
You’re giving up on this shit
And then you say to yourself
You’re going to get loaded
And then you say to yourself
You’re going to get loaded
And then you say to yourself
You’ll put a bullet in your head
Maybe you will never change
Maybe you were born that way
Maybe you’re just damaged goods
Maybe you’re a big mistake
And maybe you’re just like your mom
Maybe you’re just like your dad
Maybe there’s no one for you
And maybe that’s just too damn bad
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7. |
Hannah
03:11
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Hannah, Hannah
Would you rather be alone?
Sometimes I think I’m asking way too much
When I want to walk you home
Oh, Hannah, Hannah
Do I even have a chance?
Sometimes I think you’re only being nice
‘Cause you don’t want to make me sad
Hannah, Hannah
Do you really want to know
What’s it’s like to be all by yourself
What it’s like to be alone?
Oh, Hannah, Hannah
Some might call it commonsense
If you have someone who just loves you so
Then maybe you should love ‘em back
I was like wondering
Maybe we could be a thing
I was like wondering
I was like wondering
Maybe we should be a thing
I was like wondering
Hannah, Hannah
What do I have to do
To try to get a little affection from
To get a little love from you?
Oh, Hannah, Hannah
Will you always answer no?
If you can only come to love yourself
Then I should probably go home
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8. |
Why Me
02:54
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With all the things
That could have been
Why me?
Why me?
Why me?
What are the odds?
What could they be?
I’m so confused
I can’t explain this thing
I’m so confused
I can’t explain this thing
It’s why I keep on asking
Why me, why me?
It’s why I keep on asking
Why me, why me?
It’s why I keep on asking
Why me, why me?
It’s why I keep on asking
Why me, why me?
How could it be
I deserve this
Why me?
Why me?
Why me?
What are the chances?
What does it mean?
I wrack my brain
I scrutinize my being
I wrack my brain
I scrutinize my being
It’s why I keep on asking
Why me, why me?
It’s why I keep on asking
Why me, why me?
It’s why I keep on asking
Why me, why me?
It’s why I keep on asking
Why me, why me?
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9. |
Scoundrel
02:21
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Everything you want to know
But really don’t, I know, I know
Have it out, confess the deeds
Reveal the creep for all to see
Yeah, I am a
A scoundrel, a dog
A parasite
A lover who’s now lost your love
You don’t deserve to feel this pain
I don’t deserve your love again
Yeah, I am a
A scoundrel, a dog
A parasite
A lover who’s now lost your love
Yeah, I am a
A scoundrel, a dog
A parasite
A traitor who’s now lost your trust
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10. |
Without
03:20
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And I will try
My hand at keeping dry
Stand in the sun
Take in, to feel as one
With time and space
Distance is what does change
It’s more or less
Between those you love best
Records still play
Your books, out on display
I brought them home
To help feel less alone
Mom hurts, so bad
She cries, she wants you back
The house is strange
Without is what remains
We miss you so
We always will
We miss you so
We miss you so
We always will
We miss you so
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