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Hand crafted
A shoe box under my bed
Into a cheap casket
I'm laying out the clothes I'll be buried in
Because I want to kill who I was back then
It's not by choice
I'm writing wrongs like a failing author
It's not by choice
I love myself like an absent father
But it's better than nothing.
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2. |
Thorns
02:25
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I don't want to talk
I want to float on the sidewalk
And haunt the lawn
Where you rest and lay in its arms
So I guess it's for the best
To make friends with the insects
That are eating me alive
I want to close my eyes
And let it go
Broken wiring
I'm trying to ignore it
But it's glowing
Under the skin
Entangled fate
Euphoric
It might be jealousy
But I think you were born lucky
Consecrate your four leaves
Safe
Protected by the thorns you raise
And they have me torn
Forever scratching my skin
Until the veins start to show
I don't know
Why it escapes me that it's optional
It's all my fault
And yet I'm begging for applause
"How could I resist
When you're such a magnificent
piece of shit?
A ghost that haunts us all"
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3. |
Acne Scars
02:25
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Digging up graves
Drinking moon water
While you pick at your face
Acne scars
The bleeding starts
But I don't blame you
But I want to shake you
So that you never fall asleep
And grow forever tired of me
Until you say
"I want to break you
So you can feel that ache
Every moment you're awake"
Faces unmasked
and no questions worth asking but
Are you ashamed
Of the trash in the backyard
That buried the plants you grew?
I bet it kills you
So you look away
Because if it's not there
You don't care
A wish on your birthday to
Take it all away
Never came true.
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Sickening
01:25
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Blossom night bloom
The ground wants to swallow
Oh you know
How it pulls at my hearstrings
To know a death grip
That's now dissolved
In the garden we're growing shame
Two birds of a feather
Together
Plucked from the head
Of a crow
It hurts to not tell you
I want to
Crack my fucking skull
On pavement
A statement in blood
To repay a debt that I owe
It hurts to not tell you
I'll fall to pieces if you
Stare at my insides
The rotting parts of me
I'm trying to hide
Behind teeth
You're lighting
Lanterns to let go
And burn in effigy
Your arms around me
I hate it
It's sickening
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5. |
In The Flower Bed
02:41
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I want to kill who I was back then
Buried under weeds
Pushed up daisies red
And it doesn't rain
So I can't go home
I'm spitting on your flowers to make them grow
I want to kill who I was back then
Arrange a funeral
And give myself a chance
To hold the sun while it sets
Sinking slowly
Never lonely
In the Flower Bed
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Stars Hollow Des Moines, Iowa
Iowa emo. In the Flower Bed 4/5/2024.
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