1. |
Need Melanie
02:26
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Need Melanie
need melanie
need her with bells on
mooing like a cow for you
need melanie
need her for after hours
will she go down on you
need melanie
melanie’s over
not doing what you asked for
three hour strikes over
i’ll see you at work tomorrow
when you need melanie
need melanie
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2. |
Mannequin
03:06
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Mannequin
did you really choose
while i was under you
to place me unclothed
in your family room
i dare not move
you must leave me be
‘cause everyone will know
all will know me
then they will say
oh i love the way
you’ve arranged her so
deviously
naked and still
covered in your filth
now they all know
my reckoning
i’m not really beside him
i’m not meant to be a crime
wasn't long ago
i said to you
i am unsure
of where i am
in pain without tears
i see the dearer
something is to me
the surer i’ll destroy it
i’m not really beside him
i’m not meant to be a crime
of passion’s blindness
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3. |
My Only Memory
02:31
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My Only Memory
i held your arm
looked through your palm
til i saw you there
your face struck me greedy
like it wanted me
you’re the haziest of them all
and the one that hurts the most
how could you think
it’s all in revelry
how could this be
my only memory
i took back from the party
it's the haziest of them all
and the one that hurts the most
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4. |
Frosted Cake
02:03
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Frosted Cake
i’ve got a feeling
want to be called into work
stucco melts on the wall
the rent collector knocking
i went out to call someone
but there was no one waiting
i went out to ask for advice
i wanted to but no one wants me
sat out on the balcony
at three in the morning
eating at this frosted cake
i’ve cooked up in my mind
i went out to offer some
but there was no one waiting
i went out to ask for advice
i wanted to but no one wants me
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5. |
Never in My Hands
03:05
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Never in My Hands
i'm being cruel
you are better off
left alone
sitting on a shelf
if i could please just say
a single thing
give it some space
maybe enough to make sure
you’re never in my hands
it’s too dangerous
never in my hands
never in my hands
don’t act like i can’t see you
rusting and lusting
the dusty shape of a man
from my bed
i’ll be lying awake
deep in afterthought
of an alternate life
when i ought to make sure
you’re never in my hands
it’s too dangerous
never in my hands
never in my hands
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6. |
All These People
03:29
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All These People
i’m still in love with you
and i can’t believe it
i drink to take it away
but it makes me lonely
among all these people
they know what i’m thinking
all these people
i don’t want them to notice
the changes he’s caused
strange realizations
i choose on a mountain top
but i can’t put it past them
i’ve already lost him
i can’t put it past them
all these people
i’m still in love
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7. |
Basic Shapes
03:09
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Basic Shapes
love the eyes
but fear the heart
wish it was enough
to sit and smell
not swallow up
love the eyes
how indiscrete it is
in simple form
it’s so like me to love this way
to love in the dark i see basic shapes
shrouded moon
i can barely see
what’s in front of me
maybe i think too hard
it’s so like me to love this way
to love in the dark i see basic shapes
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8. |
This is For Me
03:14
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This is For Me
some nights i stand
bow of a ship
limbs frozen cold
skin wind whipped
but i stay calm
'cause i know
i look better this way
i swear this is for me
i know it doesn’t show
but i swear this is for me
are you still there
it’s good to be aware
think about who it is
you’d see me as
but it’s better i should leave
'cause i know
this isn’t clearing up for me
i swear this is for me
i know it doesn’t show
but i swear this is for me
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9. |
Cut The Bad Out
02:07
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Cut The Bad Out
na na oh born in scorpio
but you look like cancer
na na oh i wanna see that side just try to make it
before i cut the bad out of you
expect me home
i’m coming home
na na oh window’s of youth
look like they’re closing down
na na oh but all the sadness that implies
is so much darker that the truth
expect me home
i’m coming home
expect me home
i’m coming home
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10. |
Running Late
02:17
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Running Late
i’m going through the hours
i’m planting my trees
i watch a baby grow
into a young lady
my hair is getting coarser
my face is getting harder
and i've forgotten how to love
my only child’s father
and i’m working on her
and i’m working on him
but they never need it
’cause i get so negative
and he’s crying to her now
and she wants me to go out
so i try to think about the day
when i remembered how
all the years pre second grade
puberty i’d hide my legs
and when I was mom's only kid
i remember her encouragement
but now they all have moved away
i did for them so they would stay
did more and now i’m running late
did more and now i’m running late
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