1. |
This World Is Mine
02:27
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I used to be a different kind of guy
Used to be all handshakes and smiles
Getting fucked by used car salesmen
Wishing on a fallen piece of shit oh yeah
Well not any more
Oh yeah, well not any more
I used to be a different kind of girl
Used to be all pigtails and curls
Getting told to shut my fuckin trap
Wishing on a fallen piece of crap oh yeah
Well not any more
Oh yeah, well not any more
This world is mine!
This world is mine, man!
And I'll fuckin kill you!
And I’ll fuckin crush you!
And I’ll fuckin bury you!
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2. |
Watched For Cars
00:33
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I watched for cars
While I pissed on the side of the road
And you drank too much
so you was the one who drove
But i was just happy to be with you
even if you weren’t being you
Yes, i was just happy to be with you
Even if you were covered in puke
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3. |
I'm So Happy
00:43
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And I’m so happy
That I want to die
Cause I’ll never feel this way again
For the rest of my life
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My mom and dad don’t trust each other
they never told me that but man i can just tell
my mom and dad still love each other
they don’t hold hands but man i can just tell
mom and dad I’m not an invisible kid who didn’t do shit anymore
I’m all old grown and overwhelmed
I understand the intricacies of intimacy
and what it means to ask for help
but now I’ve got that sinking feeling that I’m being
too honest too brash too cold too crass too
i don’t even know anymore man what,
what’s the proper way to ask
what’d you do do your heart
I know about goodness and I’m inherently evil
But they never taught us what it’s like to be less than equal
to someone you love
And that love can rust
They never told us that fate could be a bust
they never told us that fate could be a bust
They never told us that love can be lust
They never told us that fate could be a bust
They never told us cause we never talk
what’d you do do your heart
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5. |
Monster
02:02
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maybe i’ll wake up in a dumpster
covered up in trash
with a playboy in my back
thrown out by some embarrassed dad.
but i’ll get out and walk around
Yes i’ll get out and walk around
like the monster that i am
sometimes i think about what they’ll all think about
when i die
actually I
i think about that shit all the time
but i keep my mouth shut
Yes i keep my mouth shut
like the monster that i am
i had a fist full of water that swallowed me whole
i lost sight of my future or so that I’m told
i held hands with a baby that looks just like me
and my other hand dripped water down his chubby cheek
and now I’m floating off the ground again
like the monster that i am
now I’m floating off the ground again
Like the monster that i am
are there monsters in heaven
Are there monsters in heaven
Are there bad guys in heaven
Is my grandpa in heaven
Are there monsters in heaven
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6. |
Cigarettes
00:13
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Cigarettes
for singles on the internet
tried to smile with a broken neck
couldn't cut it so NOW HE’S DEAD.
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7. |
Rat Shit
01:39
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I used to think roaches were gross
But then i had a funny thought-
If I myself was a roach
I’d think that i was not.
I’ve been finding rat shit in my apartment
I been putting poison on plates.
I’ve been getting bitten by bugs in my bed
They crawl all over my face
I wish it took my friends seconds to write me back
Instead of waiting for days
I've been singing gospel, the kind that is hopeful
but it's not giving me faith
i've been watching tv, it preaches to me
it keeps my products placed
i wish my house felt more like a home
But it’s really just a cage
I'm not sick but I'm not great
I'm just pretty okay.
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8. |
Songs That Rhyme
01:14
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What a tragedy it must've been to realize the sun didn’t revolve around the earth
that the heavens weren’t above us.
That we all turn into dirt.
what is the sistine chapel but a big fuckin room
what is my parents basement but a second womb
what is my perfect little blue planet but utterly doomed
so now we sing the songs that rhyme or at least we try
so now we sing the songs that rhyme because it feels right
There's no use in trying baby
there's no use in crying baby
There's only one way to up to heaven a
And that's by dying baby
So we sing these songs to god
to Tell him we're sorry
For fucking it all up
but also so what?
we're just having fun
so now we sings the songs that rhyme or at least we try
so now we sing the songs that rhyme because it feels right
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9. |
Can't Wait For Love
01:51
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i can’t wait for love
i can’t wait for passion
i can’t wait for that old fashion magic
i can’t wait for love
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