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Intro
00:23
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You end up slapping yourself when you're trying to swat a fly, You'll find that kicking up dust just leaves salt in your cuts and sand in your eyes
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Khakis
03:05
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LYRICS
Broke as a bone in a cast, we signed up with the hopes for a last laugh. but we'll end up on the wrong side of the tracks wishing for greener grass.
I would rather die alone than have to live in fear
I would rather die alone right here, than live in fear
Making decisions on the fly, until we get caught in the web where debt has laid it's eggs and we'll hatch all of our greatest plans before logic creeps in like a tapeworm to our dreams.
I would rather die alone than have to live in fear
I would rather die alone right here, than live in fear
I am not my father. I am not my family. I am not my bank account or my fucking khakis.
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Don't Call Me
02:54
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LYRICS
You are nothing but broken glass that is stuck between my teeth, but you're reflecting the moon at night and lighting up the streets.
Don't call me in the morning, don't call me at night. Don't call me in the morning I'll be hugging my pillow tight.
This is nothing but wood with strings but it keeps me from dying lonely. You say your spine gets shivers when I sing in a past life you used to know me....what?!
Don't call me in the morning, don't call me at night. Don't call me in the morning I'll be hugging my pillow tight.
You were nothing but a girl with dreams but you got diced up in my blender. You put your faith in some stupid scene to tweezer out your splinters
Don't call me in the morning, don't call me at night. Don't call me in the morning I'll be hugging my pillow tight.
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Double Knot
03:13
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LYRICS
I had pixie dust but now I'm peter pan, a boy afraid to be a man. Because you can't grow up in Neverland without having hooks for hands.
I fell from the tree and I bruised my ego, I learned from my knees that it hurts when we grow.
You try to fill your fathers shoes, but your double knot it still comes loose. I'm a bad apple with sour fruit, a cider that's one hundred proof.
I spit out my seeds and said I make my own life, I learned from my teeth that it hurts to be wise (I need a shooting star).
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Salt
03:11
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LYRICS
I gave up I gave in to the cogs on the clock left to toil and spin every day
and the crack of the whip was a trick meant to sound like the bell of freedom as it rang.
now I am in too deep to walk away still or storm I'll ride the waves I
want to go back to the bay but I know that I wont.
I've got a new set of wheels, but I stay parked on the couch and let the thoughts just drive me insane. It's The Ties That Bind that The Boss uses to constrict so that I can't unwind.
now I am in too deep to walk away still or storm I'll ride the waves I
want to go back to the bay but I know that I wont.
I watch the ants leave their mounds to their magnifying glass that leaves them so burnt out. I've got no voice, got no tongue so I pour some salt but I know that I am just a slug.
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California
03:28
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LYRICS
I lived off of scraps from under the table. I raised a Cain when willing and able. But I got a taste of you and you're all that I want to chew, and I don't want to leave but a nomad like a tumbleweed follows the breeze
California I'm going home, California I don't want to go
Body heat fills up this basement as we're chanting words in our native language. Yeah I played a show or two and now I don't want to move. But a pearl in the seas has to fight to the top if it wants to be seen
California I'm going home, California I don't want to go
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Plans
04:00
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Everybody's got a plan for me, everybody knows the way it should be. Everybody's got a plan for me, just in a language I can't read.
I'm cutting off my umbilical chord I'm going to be hungry for a little while
but I will feed off of the energy from the crowd and be inspired by their drunken smiles.
Everybody's got a plan for me, everybody knows the way it should be. They're asking about my five year plans and longevity. My five year plan is to be happy (Hey)
Everybody wants to trip you up they want to make you out to be the fool.
They're laying burrs everywhere you walk and your screams will become they're egos fuel.
Everybody's got a plan for me, everybody knows the way it should be. They're asking about my five year plans and longevity. My five year plan is to be happy (Hey)
We've got your best interest in mind and old dreams will disappear with time. You want a house and family and the feeling of security. But I'm having nightmares all of the time, I'm afraid to close my eyes at night and I don't care about a home. I would rather die with a smile, alone.
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Salt (Tape Version)
03:22
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LYRICS
I gave up I gave in to the cogs on the clock left to toil and spin every day
and the crack of the whip was a trick meant to sound like the bell of freedom as it rang.
now I am in too deep to walk away still or storm I'll ride the waves I
want to go back to the bay but I know that I wont.
I've got a new set of wheels, but I stay parked on the couch and let the thoughts just drive me insane. It's The Ties That Bind that The Boss uses to constrict so that I can't unwind.
now I am in too deep to walk away still or storm I'll ride the waves I
want to go back to the bay but I know that I wont.
I watch the ants leave their mounds to their magnifying glass that leaves them so burnt out. I've got no voice, got no tongue so I pour some salt but I know that I am just a slug.
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The Spinning Game Humble, Texas
The Spinning Game is the primary music project of the multi-instrumentalist, producer, and prolific songwriter Matthew Lester. The Spinning Game was started as Matt starting writing and recording which was when he was 11 and he hasn’t stopped writing the best songs he can possible ever since. ... more
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