1. |
Maybe
02:31
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maybe it's you, maybe it's me
maybe it’s time we make a scene
maybe it’s time i grow a pair
maybe it’s time you learn to share
maybe i’m overconfident
maybe you’re getting it on with them
maybe we won’t know what to expect
maybe this is good as it gets
maybe my dreams will just stay dreams
maybe i’ll quit and never leave
maybe i’ll come and stay a while
maybe my outfit stays in style
maybe you’ve gone and overshared
maybe it’s more than i can bear
maybe i’ve gone way over my head
maybe we die before we’re dead
maybe the world is just plain fucked
maybe we should never give up
maybe the cash is all you need
maybe this world only rewards greed
maybe my home’s in a different LAN
maybe my home is where i am
maybe if i tried just a little more
maybe you’d be knocking at my door
maybe our fate lies in the stars
maybe we should stop driving cars
maybe all truth is based in lies
maybe i should let myself cry
maybe the sun never does explode
maybe the world is made of code
maybe god’s real and he has a plan
maybe he’s not, what happens then?
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2. |
Nails
02:11
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make it all together
it ain’t happening
if you wanna say no
don’t be ridiculous
i can’t see you with my eyes glazed over, no, no
reaching out together
hit the window pane
throw the table at it
i’m running through the rain
i can’t reach you with my hands tied, everyone knows
and you tried, and you failed
to escape from this terrible jail
then you bled, and it hurt
when you fell on the soil and dirt
we can run together
they won’t find us then
if you wanna get out
you just tell me when
i can’t dance with my shoes nailed onto the floor
and you tried, and you failed
to escape from this terrible jail
then you bled, and it hurt
when you fell on the soil and dirt
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3. |
Luv
02:13
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when you walk away
you won’t see me running for ya
running for ya
and when you call my name
you won’t hear me calling for ya
calling for ya
no, no
why are you so sad
when we shoudl’ve seen this coming
from a mile away
oh no, it’s such a shame
don’t be such a fucking downer
oh no no
sometimes i miss the days
when i had you in my arms still
in my arms still
and among the hurtful words
were a few that brought my hopes up
brought my hopes up
it’s funny how the brain
steps aside for what the heart wants
what the heart wants
but now it’s said and done
just don’t ask me how i felt then
and how i feel now
oh no
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