1. |
Standstill
03:27
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I’m in a standstill
Stuck in the past
I have no reason
To re-advance
My head’s too heavy
Why can’t you see?
I’m so lethargic
Just let me sleep
So let me be alone
Let me have some peace
I need some time, to get back on track
Cause I’m feeling so obsolete
I’m in the present
With nothing to do
Wasting my time with
Writing songs
Parked in stalemate
I’ll lie to myself
Dreaming instead of
Doing things
So let me be alone
Let me have some peace
I need some time, to get back on track
Cause I’m feeling so obsolete
I’m in the future
So far away
Where nothing happened
It’s all in my head
I need to stop with
Fantasies
I have to grow up
And learn to believe
So let me be alone
Let me have some peace
I need some time, to get back on track
Cause I’m feeling so obsolete
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2. |
Teen Love
02:00
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I always tried
To sit right by your side
At school, in class; and so I walked
To that empty seat located next to you
Then I stumbled down as I tripped over your bag
I crashed and burned
I couldn’t save my face
I fumbled up, hysterical
On the bright side, I got you to see you laugh
Not the way I planned to set myself to fail
And that was the time I fell in love again
Seemed like every girl never really seemed to care
I think I lost count of every girl I liked
All this teenage love is merely blind lies
I promised to
Bulk up and talk to you
I planned, I schemed but still I failed
Then I realized that I’ll never have the guts
Guess I’ll let another guy fall head first for you
My heart’s in pain
I thought it’d go away
But I’m distressed; this feeling in my mind
Feels like you’ve stomped my sanity
You made a gaping hole inside of my heart
And that was the time I fell in love again
Seemed like every girl never really seemed to care
I think I lost count of every girl I liked
All this teenage love is merely blind lies
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3. |
Papercut
04:16
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Sometimes
I lie here questioning
Just what the fuck
Do you think you’re doing?
While I’m just
Sitting all alone
Wondering
What went wrong this time?
My phone rang
And I picked it up
Hoping that it was you
Messaging
Seems like I was wrong
Like yesterday
You packed your shit
And walked away
Now you think this is some big joke
Well I’m certainly not amused
And I thought this it was all my fault
But I realized that you never really cared
Hey are you
Stuck with me again?
Cause you seem to be
Talking to me
I know I should
Just walk away
But I really liked
What we used to be
We talked like
Nothing’s even changed
Comfort machine
The tool I am
These paper cuts
So small and meek
But hurt so much
A little sneak
Now you think this is some big joke
Well I’m certainly not amused
And I thought this was all my fault
But I realized that you never really cared
Two nights long
Then I bid farewell
For all the
Triggers I have pulled
I would think twice
But newborns don’t
Deserve the blame
Their parents own
Now you think this is some big joke
Well I’m certainly not amused
And I thought this was all my fault
But I realized that you never really cared
Asked for advice you never took
I’m bored and borderline over-used
Let’s put our friendship in the vault
The end is rarely pre-prepared
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4. |
One Step Back
03:09
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Muted sounds and conversations
Floating through my mind
Flying discs and fluttering Vs
Right above our heads
Missing contacts, notebook numbers
Group chats, nameless faces
All these archived convos
Maybe we’ll meet again
The games we played there
The songs we sang there
It may have been gone
But it’s in my head
A drawing with some words
Letters spelling out my past
Dusty bags and rusted lockers
Education’s nevermore
Rain falls so softly
As nostalgia creeps upon me
Memories long forgotten
Lost and found for my friends
The games we played there
The songs we sang there
It may have been gone
But it’s in my head
But I’ll still think back
To better days in the past
It may have been gone
But I’ll still think back
To better days in the past
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5. |
Ligma
01:24
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I have a hole
You have a hole
Let’s make some love
I have two breasts
You have two breasts
Let’s make some love
But you’re
With that guy
From tinder
But you’re
Occupied
With tinder
I have a dick
You have a dick
Let’s make some love
I have two balls
You have two balls
Let’s make some love
But you’re
Still infected
With ligma
But you’re
Busy joking
Bout ligma
Turns out
We’re not gay
On this double date
So I’ll
Take her date
On another a date
So let’s grab a drink
And head back to your place
And we all lived happily
Ever after
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6. |
What? (Acoustic Demo)
02:45
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7. |
Prom (Acoustic Demo)
01:36
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Melatonin Owls
I used to make music.
Consider this page my resignation letter, farewell.
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