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Intro/fever.
00:46
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the death clock is ticking slowly in our chest,
each drop of blood measures its time,
and our life is a lingering fever.
I got a fever.
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2. |
No One Fights Like Us
01:26
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your bedroom eyes cut straight through mine,
they keep me up at night, keep Fante at my side.
but how come cold and sleepless nights
make more sense than "you and I"?
thinking heavy thoughts,
I'm lost among the lost.
(squeezing blood from a fucking stone.)
note to self: "get a room in hell,
write it off, but write it well."
'cuz I know you're listening
and I know you'll read this,
and if there's more than this,
I just can't see it.
goodbye to you, my love.
what good are clean lungs when there's no air to breathe?
with my two broken feet I'll just keep marching to the beat.
same old news, same old noose.
so write me off, but write it well.
—
additional vocals by Jonne Balster.
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3. |
Constant Compromise
01:02
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how can I escape this feeling that I'm feeling?
there's fingerprints all over my throat.
they make sure I can't even look into a mirror
without reminding myself I'm alone.
(life is whack)
going "nowhere fast"
and "I know it's over"
over and over
again and again.
I tried my best, but it wasn't enough,
for future reference: my love can never be enough.
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4. |
Woebegone
00:25
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there's nothing worse
than the look in your eye
when you feel sorry for me,
I tried and I tried and I'll try
to make things right,
but I lost myself somewhere along the line.
(there's still a future in our past)
time heals nothing.
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5. |
Purple Tongue
02:17
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rain is beating down,
like the thoughts inside my mind.
we used to speak in tongues,
now we speak in sighs.
we fight, we make up,
and then we fight some more.
run your fingers through my hair,
pull me down, find my sores.
I'm just too fucking scared
to sink my soul into someone else.
how could I have known
that growing up means growing apart?
that falling in love means falling apart?
please, just take my life,
you seem to need it more than I.
you still take my breath away,
just take my life instead,
I don't need it anyway.
you pick a stone, I'll bring the dirt.
what's wrong with me?
what's wrong with just me?
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6. |
Burning
00:44
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with eyes like knives
you stare into my soul,
they cut, they kill,
they swallow me whole.
but I will smile my sympathy,
so you can read the words across my teeth:
I'm not alright.
fuck.
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