1. |
Cocoon
03:00
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Come on son
You better stick up for yourself
Before your baby becomes something else
Something you don’t care about
The rotten fruits of your labor
The bastardized reflections of your own mistakes here
I’m trying
To be
Likable I guess
This time I'll
This time I’ll say my piece
Well every problem that I find
Plays out too many times in my mind
It’s not in my best interest but I obsess
I’m a total mess
An inebriated wreck
Fed the promise
That life will start making sense
(Three, four)
When you wake up
You’ll be better off
You’ll be more in love
(Da-da da-da-dah)
(Da-da da-da-dah)
When you wake up
You’ll be better off
You’ll be more in love
(Da-da da-da-dah)
(Da-da da-da-dah)
I’m trying
To be
Likable I guess
This time I'll
This time I’ll say my piece
Well every problem that I find
Plays out too many times in my mind
It’s not in my best interest but I obsess
I’m a total mess
An inebriated wreck
Fed the promise
That life will start making
(Sense)
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2. |
Ghost Alley
03:01
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I’ve grown content being nothing more
Then a picture on your wall
Covered up by time
And the worst things that I’ve done
My thoughts have sharpened themselves
Thrust from my mouth
Deep into the fearful chest of
The enemies that dare to try
I think before they hate someone else
They should learn to love themselves
Woah oh Woah
Here it comes again oh no
Out of focus but with something underneath
It will clear up when it suits me
I’ve lost sight of once important things
Isn’t it odd how we get older and we change
My thoughts have sharpened themselves
Thrust from my mouth
That’s learned to cut so well
Darling no offense but I’m over us
I’m happier than I ever was
I’m just being myself
Woah oh woah
Here it comes again oh no
Woah oh woah
I’m never looking back no no
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3. |
Tar Pit
03:49
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You've gotten
So far ahead
I can't see you
I've been wearing down the carpet
In my bedroom
The static cling
Of my hopes and dreams
Used to be so glittering
Waiting
Waiting
Don’t stop breathing
Your heart is not beating hard enough
To keep your head off the floor
Don’t stop breathing
These walls will keep closing off
The path you’ve been reaching for
I’m out of ideas
Let’s do this tomorrow
Maybe I’ll find my way through
This Seattle rainstorm
I’m encircled by impressive souls
Doing things I wish I was
I’ve stumbled
I’ve faltered before
Trying to be incredible
Waiting
Waiting
Waiting
Waiting
Don’t stop breathing
Your heart is not beating hard enough
To keep your head off the floor
Don’t stop breathing
These walls will keep closing off
The path you’ve been reaching for
I’m out of ideas
Let’s do this tomorrow
Maybe I’ll find my way through
This Seattle rainstorm
And I will be the only one that’s still here
Still here
Still here
(Waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting)
And I will be the only one that’s still here
(Don’t stop breathing, don’t stop breathing)
Still here
Still here
(Don’t stop breathing, don’t stop breathing)
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4. |
Rituals
03:27
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Right foot first
It's the right one after all
I'm in a constant state danger
This is the only way out of this
Help me help myself
Help me out of this
I shouldn't go there
Without my luckiness
I've been reading my horoscope
And believing it
I have a tarot app on my phone
It affects my decisions
My self-confidence is driven
By all my superstitions
But it's okay
I know it's fake
My demons got the smelling salts
That keeps me awake
But I've learned the charms that I need
To chase them away
I’m still myself
I just need this for now
Pass your fortune to the right
And we'll survive tonight
Do you think it's strange
That I've grown more afraid
Of the fire a white lighter makes
Than this cigarette that's slowly killing me
Well the wheels of fortune keep on spinning
Wrapping me up in uncut golden thread
It keeps me warm
Stars aligned
Give me solace, hold anxieties at bay
Lifting up my spirits
Keep the bad ones away
I've been reading my horoscope
And believing it
I have a tarot app on my phone
It affects my decisions
My self-confidence is driven
By all my superstitions
But it's okay
I know it's fake
My demons got the smelling salts
That keeps me awake
But I've learned the charms that I need
To chase them away
I’m still myself
I just need this for now
Right foot first
It's the right one after all
I'm in a constant state of danger
This is the only way out of this
Help me
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Cat Geography Boston, Massachusetts
Sometimes, it seems like we’ve been at this music thing for a long time. Other times, it seems like we’ve barely gotten started. Cat Geography is something new, but dear to us. Similar to reuniting with a long lost friend. At first, everyone is a bit unsure, but after a short while, the words just start to fall out of you. Everything feels right. This feels right. ... more
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