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dirt
00:19
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if i told you i would be just like i am right now, would you believe that i, of dirt, would prefer to stay inside?
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2. |
doglady
01:35
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sometimes i
wanna put my gray hoodie back on
and go outside
not knowing who i might stumble upon
but knowing i will have fun.
feel the sun touch my skin.
hair stuck in my mouth from the wind.
hands smelly from petting the only ones that i've now got.
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3. |
johnson & johnson
03:46
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leaning on,
on her knees,
on the couch,
watching tv.
like in olden times
when i was real young
and the titles were going
but i couldnt even read.
but i didn't care,
i just watched the frames
then i took her hand
and it smelled like cigarettes.
but i didn't care
the smell felt so safe
as i fell asleep
with her palm on my face.
thinking how once in shower i yelled:
"you're not my mum."
i don't know why,
i guess i was embarassed somehow.
she said: "shut up."
and wiped my tears
'cause johnson & johnson,
it wasn't cheap.
take me back.
oh mama, mama,
i can't walk anymore
oh mama. mama,
can't we just go home
oh mama, mama,
every shop is like the one before.
so what's the stake
if i don't play the game?
will history keep on repeating itself
or where's the catch?
take me back.
oh mama, mama,
wish i could sleep all day.
take me back.
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4. |
harambe
01:53
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wanna go to the zoo
to watch animals cry,
to see the birds that can't fly,
to poison ourselves with junk food,
to suffocate from the smell of poop?
wanna go to the zoo
to feed that elephant
we all know we ain't supposed to feed?
i once gave him a drink
and he drank it but he drank the bottle too.
wanna go to the zoo
to chase bunnies and peacocks,
to run past the part with scary dogs,
to see the sad skinny wolves,
to watch a gorilla drag around a kid that needs a spank or two?
wanna go to the zoo
to watch animals cry,
to see the birds that can't fly,
to poison ourselves with junk food,
to say we'll never come back and then do?
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5. |
what a wonderful world
03:20
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so much time on my hands
and not a way to spend.
so many thoughts in my head,
way too many to comprehend it.
so much love seeping through my skin,
so little skin on other side to sense it
so many things i wanna scream,
but when i try i'm just silent.
and i wonder if i need all this
and i wonder if anybody would miss me
they say: "it's good to be alone,
it doesn't mean you are lonely.
there's no one to hurt you, you are your own boss,
you are free of someone else's worries."
but no one can hurt me
like i can hurt myself,
still, i won't let nobody
love me like i love myself.
and i think to myself:
"what a wonderful world
i've let myself live in."
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6. |
prljave šape
03:50
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nebo leluja.
on se igra prljavim šapama.
i u tom ulazi kralj
i staje svemu na kraj.
on plače sad
jer nema mjesta prljavim šapama.
snijeg pada, a nije zima.
ona kida, i kida, i kida.
i tad je opazi kralj
i stane svemu na kraj.
ona plače sad
jer nema mjesta prljavim šapama.
i nakon četrnaest suza
dođe i ta bolnija no ikad
nema sad nje, a ni njega
jer nema mjesta prljavim šapama.
on plače sad.
ona plače sad.
jer nema mjesta prljavim šapama.
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