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Angel
01:44
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Everything is telling me to leave as we sit here silently.
If you were to yell and say you hate me, the choice would probably be easy. But you’re the sweetest, kindest, most perfect human being. That’s why I’ll always believe. In you, in us, in everything. So do you believe? I hope you believe in me.
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Slowly (feat. Regrown)
03:31
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It’s about time that you sort, that you sort things out.
It’s simple, nothing too profound.
So just get your shit together.
It can’t be, can’t be all that hard.
That bottle, it won’t get you far- oh no.
Why do I have to do everything the hard way?
The long way, my own way.
I feel like everyone is getting tired of it, myself included.
Then refusing to care became routine.
Routine changes you.
Your friends watch, they don’t know what to do.
And now all of them are constantly, constantly nervous.
They keep cool but they can see the end, coming towards me slowly.
And as I take a step away from it all, I’m appalled
From here I see what you all see- I’ve given up on trying.
I’m sorry I put you through this.
I’m sorry for being such a burden.
I’m sorry I put you through this.
I just want to be forgiven.
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DIY Machine Broke
03:22
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All pain, no gain.
I gave this everything, I could give it away.
I wish I could’ve been good at anything else.
But then again my problems start with myself.
So maybe anything I do will feel this complex.
Or I’ve been cursed with bad luck, maybe everyone is.
I’ve made my fair share of mistakes, they don’t define who I am.
I’m not innocent but I don’t deserve to feel like this.
I promise I know that I’m blessed.
But fear I’ll disappoint just weighs on my chest.
I wish I could’ve been good at anything else.
Is all the pain I’ve eased worth all the pain I’ve felt?
Maybe anything I do will feel this complex.
Or I’ve been cursed with bad luck, maybe everyone is.
I’ve made my fair share of mistakes, they don’t define who I am.
I’m not innocent but I don’t deserve to feel like this.
Everything doesn’t have to feel so complex.
At the end of this shit maybe everyone wins.
We’ll make our fair share of mistakes but we could give a fuck less.
At the end of this we’ll be the only ones who enjoyed it.
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I feel good about where I am, despite what some things I say may suggest.
I just get a little cynical when things get difficult.
My shitty outlook makes me more miserable.
Its so hard to change.
I feel good about where I am.
I’m coming along slowly, heading the right direction.
We all feel a little cynical when things get difficult.
Everything is overwhelming, our lives are too eventful.
Can’t be an excuse.
Fix the problem at the root.
Let’s all agree to do the things we said we’d always do.
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Balcony
03:26
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I can see your body hanging from the balcony or your car around an oak tree. My mind sees things it don’t want to see.
This family can’t lose one more this year.
More importantly we can’t lose you.
I’ll do my best to hold you together but I can’t make you stay.
I never thought I’d be the strong one but I’ll be here for you each and every day.
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