1. |
Corpse Source
02:46
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What’s the source of your bloody corpse?
Is it monotony? The days bitter end?
What’s the reason for your shredded torso?
Is it caused by a shitty boyfriend?
Meet me in infirmary
I got some bandages for your bloody head
Come find me in infirmary
I’ll save a seat for you among the dead
What’s the worst of the mutilation?
Is it the gore, or the reapers breath?
What’s the reason for your hesitation?
Are you choking cuz you’re scared to death?
Meet me in infirmary
I got some bandages for your bloody head
Come find me in infirmary
I’ll save a seat for you among the dead
I’ll be careful with the application
Of medication and on and on and on
Instruments made for healing
Because they’re caring
And gentle too
I know how you feel about it
They didn’t use agents to numb the agony
But we’ve got a wide array
To kill the pain and on and on
Meet me in infirmary
I got some bandages for your bloody head
Come find me in infirmary
I’ll save a seat for you among the dead
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2. |
All the Other Girls
01:55
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I don’t know why I still think of you
Maybe it’s the weather or your sleeve tattoo
I seem to always find myself in this place
It’s not so bad cuz I still see your face
And you don’t have the worry of all the other girls
All the other girls
All the other girls
I saw you creeping round the other show
You had another dude fully in tow
Maybe I am the creep, I didn’t say “Hi”
It’s hard to be cool when there’s some other guy
And you don’t have the decency of all the other girls
All the other girls
All the other girls
I remember when we first met
I took the seat next to you on the bench
I didn’t realize it at the time
You gave me a look, it should be a crime
And you don’t have to worry about the other girls
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3. |
Don't Torture Me
02:49
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It’s hard to tell'em
They think the pain is easy
Well I could show'em
Nothing more would please me
I’m not talking to you
It’s just the voice in my head
You’re not connected to me
I thought that you were dead
Well don’t you torture me
Ahh
Ahh
Don’t you torture me
Well I don’t have it
I never had your money
I wouldn’t want it
Because your trick is ugly
I’m not dealing with this
You can fuck yourself
I’ll take ignorant bliss
You’ll get nothing else
Don’t you torture me
Even though I signed a
Legally binding
Piece of paper on the
Dotted line you see
I was trying to help
Someone close to me
Ahh
Don’t you torture me
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4. |
Fight Back Instead
03:01
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The quickest way to the bottom
Can be found in your head
Can be found in your head
The only way to destroy it
To be sure that it’s dead
To be sure that it’s dead
You must repeat after me:
You gotta be your best
It gets hard sometimes
You gotta pick up your head
You gotta pick up your head
You gotta face your fears
The things you know you dread
The things you know you dread
When you wanna collapse
Fight back instead
Fight back instead
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5. |
Noose
02:55
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I know we gotta race down to it
No matter how sickly you get
I feel as if I’m getting strung thin
Hacked up, quartered, and noose to end
I know we gotta go till it hurts
No reprieve, no rest, just pain first
I’m beginning to lose all feeling
Blacked out, cold, and shivering
I feel as if I’m getting strung thin
I’m beginning to lose all feeling
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6. |
Dial Tone
03:25
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When you come home at night
I know something ain’t right
You don’t come home alone
You have him on the phone
When you come home at night
Think of me with no light
When you come home alone
Remember the dial tone
Oh, the dial tone
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7. |
Devastator
02:07
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What do you mean I’m not your kind?
It’s how I spend my time
I spend it all with you
Wasted hours spent online
Looking up regrets
A lover that never was
You know I never get enough
Is that a stare or a glare?
It’s hard to tell in this light
Undervalued self image
Is it truth or shame?
Don’t think I wanna know
What do you mean I’m not your kind?
It’s how I spend my time
I spend it all with you
Until now I saw disdain
Is it truth or shame?
Don’t think I wanna know
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8. |
Homeless Coup
04:12
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I said I’d run away with you
Now my ears are ringing, You spoke, I can’t forget
Even though that just won’t do
How you responded, you through it like an epithet
You said you’d be a hobo too
Itch it, etch it, catch it, no room for a regret
We’re headed for a homeless coup
No rue, no lament, I’ll build it like an architect
If you wanna be with me
Know it won’t be easy
I’m up to here in debt
If you wanna be with me
I live life in poverty
No, it isn’t easy
I take what I can get
If you wanna be with me
I’ll run you through the dirt and mud
We got an open future; the land, the air, the sea
It’s too late, you can’t say no
We’ll move around, change it up, yeah that’s the key
Don’t tell me it was just a dud
Dumpster diving weekends, I think that you’ll agree
You can’t tell me to just “blow”
This is the best, it’s the happiest we’ll ever be
If you wanna be with me
Know it won’t be easy
I’m up to here in debt
If you wanna be with me
I live life in poverty
No, it isn’t easy
I take what I can get
If you wanna be with me
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9. |
Folding
02:45
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I give up every time
Knowing me, I probably lied too
The only thing you can count on is I’ll fail
I’d give up talking to me
No reason to waste your breath on it
I stopped paying attention long ago
Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh No
We can work through a problem
We’ll be finished with an answer
An hour later it’ll be just trash
Can’t trust me; I’m a dunce
Better put your faith in some logic
The pictures painted but all I see are squares
Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh No
I can’t remember was it the first time?
You’d ever seen me in that light?
I’ll tell you one thing; it was the last time
I’ll ever give up on you
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10. |
Mucho Dolor
02:02
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My feet are always broken from walking by your house so many times
The pain it’s caused shreds, but not where you think
Oh
You ALWAYS wanna know if they’re broken
Swollen
Bleeding
Like a faulty system that’s aching
Breaking
Leaking
You call me every time that he hurts you
Scornes you
Ignores you
Always winding up feeling broken
Bleeding
Cheated
Right outta your mind
My conviction to this cause will never be undone or hidden in a rolled up blanket
I’ll never skip your street when I’m walking
Oh
I know what it’s like to feel naked
Grated
Depleted
I once had a thing with a crazy
Lady
From Hades
You gotta understand it’s not your fault
His fault
Or my fault
It’s just the way it goes when you’re broken
Swollen
Bleeding
Right outta your mind
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11. |
Tired
01:52
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I’m so fucking tired
I’m not getting any sleep
I’m so fucking tired
I lye around awake
If you break down that door
Kick it in for me
Cuz I’m so fucking tired
I don’t care any way
I’m so fucking sick
Of his tone with me
I bet he gets a kick
Treating me this way
If you kick him in the head
Fuck him up for me
Cuz I’m so fucking done
With this enemy
Oh
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12. |
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I know
I know
I know
You can’t come home
Without some reasonable assurance that there’d be something for you here
I like two wonder, I like to wonder
You’re a slave to logic just like me
I know
I know
I know
You can’t be wrong
Without some margin of error accounted for
I like to wonder, I like to wonder
If I make it pretty enough
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