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Recession Obsession
02:09
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I got my first car in 2007, the same year that your dad lost his job
And that long term alcoholic who lived on my street killed himself on his lawn
You go to school every day and learn nothing, I go to church every night and repent
As the circle repeats, I just sleep and I eat and regret every dollar I spend
I wanted to die in some big blaze of glory, I want to be buried by all my best friends
But you can't always get what you want so just go through the motions until you're content
I know you'd be crushed if you found out I love you, you get so upset every time we hang out
But come on, just for once, let's get drunker than drunk and go sleep in that park by my house
You're the only girl who won't ever slight me or laugh when I talk in my sleep
I've been saving a lot, we can both quit our jobs and go move with my parents back east
No one's to blame when you're raised to think you can take and take and take
They feel no shame, fill the houses up, couldn't give a fuck if you pay
Wish I could stay but I've got a lot riding on this job in LA
So text me later if just to tell me that you made it through the day
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BART Sucks
01:06
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I'm stuck on this fucking train
I'm late for another day
I can't get transit apps on my phone
I wish that I could just make it home
So that we could eat some food
Or fall asleep watching YouTube
If I get old you'll get old too
Dream of the day that we quit our jobs, move away
Save up some money, don't need much, we'll be okay
Should we have ever abandoned LA?
Tried to move home, don't recognize the Bay
I love you so much, I guess all I can say
Is work really sucked and I'm gonna be late
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Starter Home
00:37
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Where do I start? Where do I go?
I didn't save, I didn't know
That the whole point was a starter home
That your whole life is measured by what you own
Compare and contrast and strip you down to the bone
Build you back up in your starter home
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4. |
Pay Day
03:27
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I missed the sunset again today
Fluorescent lights burn a hole in my brain
I can always find a new way to complain
Isn't it great to always play this game?
8 hours of work
8 hours of sleep
8 hours of pain
Good, fast and cheap
I'm an automaton, baby, what do you need?
Just close your eyes cause I wanna believe
That one day we can leave
You're doing the best that you can
Taking shit from people you can't stand
I swore this wouldn't happen again
But come on, it's all part of the plan
8 hours of work
8 hours of sleep
8 hours of pain
Good, fast and cheap
I'm an automaton, baby, what do you need?
Just close your eyes cause I wanna believe
That one day we can leave
That one day we can escape these mistakes and cash out on the dream
So fixate on pay day and make it through the week
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Second Holy Communion
04:06
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Take your time
I've been waiting my whole life
To feel your shine
A wilted bud on a withered vine
Fell asleep on the way to CCD
Awoke last week, 30 years flew right past me
I've been hating you for so long
Forgot where I belong
Tearing myself up, it's never enough
I dream of the day where I wake up and say
"I deserve what I got and it's all that I want"
As your garden grows
Your poison cup finally overflows
Deny your host
The ledger book and it's final row
Tell the truth
Never sure quite what to do
You play to lose
When you're guilty from the womb
Whether I'm watching the sunset in Culver City
Or waiting for the train on the last day of school
I've got these regrets I carry with me
In every single fucking thing I do
I just want to feel peace, I just want some relief
I'm gonna forgive myself for what I will not achieve
For at least one day, and you can feel the same
While we're both alive with nothing in our way
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Lovers' Lane
03:41
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Take my hand, I've been aiming in the wrong direction
Finally understand there's no shame in wanting some protection
I want to be in sweltering heat
On parking lot concrete buying Christmas trees
But Lovers' Lane is a million miles away
And all this shame that I'm feeling, is it really here to stay?
Am I dumb enough to want you? Are you dumb enough to wait?
Holding out for something better that's just bound to come our way
Make some plans,
Ruin everything at the last minute
Baby, ain't it grand?
Cut me off before I'm even finished
With your pleasures unknown,
In your world safe at home
I'd rather die by misadventure than live alone
I want to be seen
I want to be heard
I want to be touched
I want to get hurt
I want to dream big
I want to escape
I want a desire that I can't fake
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Fire Mountain Liquor
02:12
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How much pain have I put you through at this point?
How could you even know what to do to move on?
Working on my Second Holy Communion like an asshole
I wasn't even sure if I could miss you when you're gone
Is it wrong to want to love someone so much that love just sucks you up?
But you hung it up for me
Brushing our teeth at Coney Island
Getting kicked out of the Mercury Lounge
This isn't fine forever, but I guess it's fine for now
Praying for a Rilo Kiley reunion, praying that we make it past 25
Wasn't even sure that I could call your house to see if you're alive
Is it wrong to want to love someone so much that love just sucks you up?
But you hung it up for me
You'll never know how much that means
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Desert Flowers
02:37
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Another perfect Monday racing home to be with you
On a super-commuter highway where there's nothing else to do
But fantasize about our lives and how we'll make it through
The 50 years that we've got left, assuming we're not doomed
Another wasted weekend, scroll the web from on the couch
Judge the pixelated progress of people you don't care about
Do you think you peaked too soon?
It's the same old stupid tune
Just watch your California desert flowers
Bloom into the future out of
All your unmet expectations
Making promises to break them
Living life in circles where every choice is second guessed
Everything's a failure if you can't celebrate success
Do you think you peaked too soon?
Either way you lose
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Counting my blessings but I keep counting wrong
Everything's perfect like it was all along
You don't have to tell me that you've got nowhere else to go
Now you're cryin' at the roller rink
Come on, baby, tell me what's wrong
Cryin' at the roller rink
Would it help if I wrote a song?
Close your eyes and try to hold on
Trying to rewind and take us back to the start
But the tape keeps playing, skipping my favorite part
You don't have to tell me that you've got no one else at home
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Someone Else's Band
03:36
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Doing the best I can, playing in someone else's band
Sometimes I write songs, most times I just pretend
I'm in the spotlight again, bowing in front of all your friends
Should have dropped out of college, should have never paid the rent
Worthless degrees and debt
Couldn't change my mind
Honey, I was hellbent
No sense in facing this all alone
No chance of getting out clean
You're fighting tears as you smile at me
The future we'll never see
Is it really all that bad? Is there really so much I don't have?
Constant longing, just beyond your grasp
So bow to their demands and focus in on what's ahead
In the early evening, in the glow of summer's end
As I lay me down to rest, with you by my side
Can you fix my head?
Feel the breeze
See them live their lives with ease
Hear them laughing at you
From their perches in the trees
When your life finally comes to rest in the place you least expect
When the world stops spinning maybe we'll start again
Feel the breeze
Try to put your mind at ease
Hear them laughing at you
From their perches in the trees
When it finally hurts inside, you'll point to each star in the sky
And say "that's mine", and you'll lie, yeah, you'll lie
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