1. |
Waves
02:00
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I'm dreaming of the ocean;
I've only seen it once.
The salt will cure your wounds,
just keep your eyes closed.
I wake and it's still winter;
I'm freezing in my bed.
I start the car and wait,
as blindness melts away.
I burn it down,
I burn my house to the ground
to keep me warm
and set me free.
I burn it down,
I burn my house to the ground
to keep me warm
so I can leave.
I'm on my way
and I'm never looking back.
And all I'll say
is "you're getting left behind."
Let's go play
out where the waves are crashing
and never fear
the winter's cold again.
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2. |
Flyover
03:05
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Young and restless Midwest lives,
in these trying times,
everything is crumbling,
they're asking for our faith.
Symptoms are the illness,
chronic and relieved,
by cheap beer, TV,
and half a pack a day.
All their force seems opposite
to our reactions,
overcoming habits
we weren't trying to break.
Now I'm thinking about leaving
and they're freaking,
but if we didn't break it
why do we have to pay?
But don't ask why
they're rooting for ya
to fail.
But don't be shy
they're rooting for ya
to fail.
But where do I want to go?
But where do I want to go?
Maybe I'll go west,
and chase my setting sun into the sea.
Maybe I'll go west,
and find some joy I've never even dreamed.
Maybe I'll go west,
and realize its nothing like it seemed.
Maybe I'll go west,
just to have something to believe.
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3. |
Transparency
03:09
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I'd give anything to take a peek
into others' heads and hearts,
have it all revealed to me,
deepest hopes and fears and wants.
But you are:
crystal clear to me,
I see everything
when I look deep into your eyes.
Pure transparency,
whatever do you think
with your gaze tracing over mine?
All I have ever known,
silky faces made of stone,
marble eyes that cut you deep,
don't hide your face from me.
You are:
crystal clear to me,
I see everything
when I look deep into your eyes.
Pure transparency,
whatever do you think
with your gaze tracing over mine?
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4. |
Hustle
03:38
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Cut to the quick
now I think that I'm thinking.
Mind is racing
with nothing there to chase,
and nowhere left to hide.
Cut to the quick
now I think that I'm thinking.
Mind is racing
with nothing there to chase.
I'm getting left behind.
Don't want to wait
for the shock to set in,
scraping all the calluses
off my writing hand,
and waiting for the pain.
Don't want to wait
for the shock to set in,
scraping all the calluses
of my writing hand,
and knowing nothing's changed.
Turn me round in circles then let me go
so I can stumble on my own.
Summer lasts forever till it ends
and I lost track years ago.
Turn me round in circles then let me go
so I can stumble on my own.
Summer lasts forever till it ends
and I lost track years ago.
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5. |
Imposter
02:47
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I'm not who I once was,
that knot has come undone.
Right now is all I have,
yet I sit and watch it pass.
Carrots for my eyes
and milk for my bones,
but I know I will die
blind and broken, hating both.
I'd put my head inside a vice
and twist it tighter still,
just to prove my body
always yields to the Will.
I lost my hold
on times gone by;
you only know my echo.
I lost my hold
on times gone by;
you only know my echo.
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6. |
Morphine Drip
03:13
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Turn me toward the fire
it's a new sensation.
Turn me toward the fire
it's a new sensation.
All they've ever known
is my reputation.
All they've ever known
is my reputation.
And there it goes,
there it goes,
it goes again.
There it goes,
and there it goes,
it goes,
it goes,
it goes,
it goes.
Push a button for the pain.
Start to slur what I'm saying.
Push a button for the pain.
My past will never change.
But all I want is a second chance.
But all I want is a second chance.
But all I want is a second chance.
But all I want is a second.
But they don't even know my name.
That's just a role I play.
They don't even know my name.
That's just a role I play.
And the curtain's hanging by a thread.
And soon we'll all be...
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7. |
Listening Ears
03:35
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I'm just so tired
of wasting away,
of wasting away.
And I know it's inspired
by the games that I play,
and the coming of age.
What do I do when it's my own fault?
What do I do when you call it normal?
I don't want anyone to know
that I should've been listening
and I might've been wrong.
I don't want anyone to know
that I should've been listening
and I might've been wrong.
I don't want anyone to know
that I should've been listening
and I might've been wrong.
I don't want anyone to know
that I should've been listening
and I might've been wrong.
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8. |
Sunshine
03:10
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I don't want,
I don't want,
I don't wanna
Have to choose.
I don't want,
I don't want,
I don't wanna
Have to choose.
I know when I choose
I am gonna lose
everything I might've gained
if I'd gone the other way.
I know when I choose,
for every single bruise
there's no one else that I can blame.
It's my own fault; it's all my fault.
And I get lost in my own head.
And I get lost in my own head.
And I get lost in my own head.
And I get lost in my own head.
And it's dark in here
and I can't see anything at all
without you.
You're the only sunshine
that can reach the darkest corners of my mind.
You're the only sunshine
that can reach the darkest corners of my mind.
And I don't want,
I don't want,
I don't wanna
ever have to be without you again.
And I don't want,
I don't want,
I don't wanna
ever have to live without you again,
ever again.
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