1. |
Salt
02:24
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It's been thirty-six hours
Since we started talking this through
And I'm not immortal
But I might be impervious to you
And not sleeping for two days straight
Might seem like a bad remedy for anything
Well it is
And I'd say it's his fault
And he'd say it's your fault
And maybe take everything said with a grain of salt
I am
I'm not
I might be but my hypertonic psyche
Keeps pouring out the words from the top of my head
And it's clear neither of us wants this
But your hypotonic conscious is absorbing
Every word I've said
I've said enough
So pick a side
I don't care which
Maybe if you'd stop being such a
Good friend
We could see this over
We could see this over
We could see this over
*sick accordion solo*
It was super bowl night and the stakes were high for both teams
The players took to the fields but they don't know how to play
It's gonna be a while before this game ends
And it's not gonna end today
The TV was on downstairs and we just ignored both the cheer and the shout
Something is wrong I said
I've got to go 'cause I am all worn out
There's a certain amount of disconnect when the real world seems this fake
I need to sleep
I'm impaired
And it's all too much to take
I kept saying
Something is wrong
My head feels
Very very light
And I'm all worn out
And I don't want to fight anymore
I'm tired
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2. |
I Refuse
01:15
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All the girls
In the halls
Drag the hands
Of the others
In the halls
Being dragged
All the boys
Not like this
Not anymore
I refuse
I refuse to be lead on
Anymore
Anymore
Why didn't you say
What you meant
When you said
I didn't mean
What I said
When I said
I don't know
Not like this
Not anymore
I refuse
I refuse to be lied to
Anymore
Anymore
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3. |
List
02:28
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I don't like you
I barely even know you
And I'd like to talk to you
If I thought that I could show you
Who I am
Or if you'd give a damn
But I do love you
I love the fact that you exist
But I love a lot of things
And you're not topping any list
You are experience
Nothing more
An open door
That I've been running to so long
I don't know where you lead to anymore if I ever did
So I am fine
Standing by myself at the edge of the room
I've got time
To think of everything I'd say to you
I don't know you
The way I know myself
You're superficially superior
To everybody else
Or you really are
I don't like it here
I've never been a fan of this kind of atmosphere
I need to leave
But I don't want to make things weird
So I am fine
Standing by myself at the edge of the room
I've got time
To think of everything I'd say to you
I don't know you
The way I know myself
You're superficially superior
To everybody else
Or you really are
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4. |
Marie
02:31
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I like the look you make before you laugh
I like the look that's on your face
I like the broken light in the bathroom
No one bothered to replace
And I like
Staying up 'till I fall asleep
From
Staying up too late
And I like to pull at strings a bit too hard until they separate
Into two parts
Of my broken
String
And I am not running from anything
I am not running from you
And I can look you in the eyes and say just what I'm talking to
You are a vile creature
Fully unencumbered
By the grossness that consumes you and devours you from within
And you've got big
Problems
The kind I don't have to deal with
Right now
The best of luck
I wish you the best of luck
Is what I said the day
You shot me in the back as I tried to walk away
And you said don't leave me
'Cause I can't stand to be alone
But I'm fading quickly now
And I'm hanging up the phone
One last time
And I am not running from anything
I am not running from you
And I can look you in the eyes and say just what I'm talking to
You are a vile creature
Fully unencumbered
By the grossness that consumes you and devours you from within
And you've got big
Problems
The kind I don't have to deal with
Right now
I like the look you make before you laugh
I like the look that's on your face
I like the broken light in the bathroom
No one bothered to replace
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5. |
Song About An Ego
01:12
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Much faster than light
I soared across the sky
My voice is the wind
Crashing down like a bomb
I bought a guitar
That makes me better than you and
I play the guitar
That makes me better than you are
I live on the sea
Somewhere in the middle
My house is a boat
With a garden
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7. |
Fog Waltz
03:09
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10. |
Pixel Punk
02:00
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11. |
Terrestrial Astronaut
02:16
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12. |
Finally
01:38
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[spoken]
Okay, this is gonna be kind of an informal recording-type thing, because I don't– I haven't memorized this song yet, but, uh, hopefully you'll enjoy it. It's called Finally.
It still hurts to see you standing there
Standing next to him
Standing next to you
Standing next to me unknowing
That you're breaking me inside
But I'll get over it
I swear I always do
It's not an issue
But it's an issue
I've faced so many times before I cannot count
And I'm fine
Yeah, I'll be fine
What you've taken isn't mine
It's just the salt inside the wound I never had
I'm not mad
I won't be mad
When I see it's not so bad
To lose something great
To someone who is also great at last
At last
At last
At last, at last, at last
[spoken]
Well, actually, I did that pretty perfectly but– I mean– it's– that's only one verse and the refrain, I guess, but, uh, hopefully you enjoyed that, kind of an angsty teen song, I'm gonna go do my AP Euro now. Alright. See you later.
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Wilson Kneiszel De Pere, Wisconsin
Award-winning poet and spinach activist
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