Discography
Teens of Style
- Sunburned ShirtsLyrics
Sunburned Shirts
I haven't looked at the sun for so long
I'd forgotten how much it hurt to
I haven't looked at the sun for so long
I'd forgotten how much it hurt toI haven't picked up the phone for so long
I'd forgotten how much it hurt to
I haven't picked up the phone for so long
I'd forgotten how much it hurt to(I haven't been outside
I haven't been outside...)
I haven't looked at the sun for so long
I'd forgotten how much it hurt to
I haven't looked at the sun for so long
I'd forgotten how much it hurt toPeople here bang on the walls late at night
People here, their smiles are all growing teeth
People here, they're here to die
Can you help me get out of the city?People here, they lock their doors nice and tight
People here, their smiles are all growing teeth
People here, they're here to die
Can you help me get out of the city?I haven't looked at the sun for so long
I'd forgotten how much it hurt to
I haven't looked at the sun for so long
I'd forgotten how much it hurt to - The DrumLyrics
The Drum
The drum wakes up
He'll have a real black eye this time
Hungover dream
He hung around too long last nightThe drum gets up
How will he feel about this one?
The dream throws up
He didn't feel too good this timeHe's got it all
He's got it figured out
Dream in the hall
Back in the hospital
I'm not concerned
He'll get it straight this time
And if he doesn't, fuck itThe gun goes off
He's always off about something
The drum just nods
The drum ain't listening at allThe drum gets drunk
The drum reads James Joyce in the drunk
The dream falls down
The drum's face breaks the dream's fallHe don't have shit
He's learned to live with it
The drum's in debt
You owe me, don't forget
That 20 bucks
Interest and moral support
And if you don't I swearThis is our lifetime and I am his creator
A young man slowly pulled apart by separate poles of gravityThe drum goes forth
He's got his flag unfurled or something
The drum won't stop
The drum's a menace to the publicHold your drum high
The drum is stoned again
Don't wake him up
He'll just start talkingThe drum is dead (the dream is dead)
Long live the drum (long live the drum)
And I am his creator - Something SoonLyricsVideo
Something Soon
Biting my clothes to keep from screaming
Taking pills to keep from dreaming
I want to break something important
I want to kick my dad in the shinsI was referring to the present in past tense
It was the only way that I could survive it
I want to close my head in the car door
I want to sing this song like I'm dyingHeavy boots on my throat I need
I need something soon
I need something soon
I can't talk to my folks I need
I need something soon
I need something soon
All of my fingers are froze I need
I need something soon
I need something soon
Only one change of clothes I need
I need something soon
I need something soon
My head is my head is my head isStay inside all this winter
Filling out forms from a busted printer
I want to talk like Raymond Carver
(an advertisement cries out)
I want to turn down the goddamn TV
("He should have gone to Jared's")Binging on the latest sitcom
Feeling guilty every second it's on
I want put my foot through a window
(I document my mind loss)
I want to romanticize my headfuck
(through instruments of wordplay)Heavy boots on my throat I need
I need something soon
I need something soon
I can't talk to my folks I need
I need something soon
I need something soon
All of my fingers are froze I need
I need something soon
I need something soon
Only one change of clothes I need
I need something soon
I need something soon
My head is my head is my head isLet's burn this house down (x a lot)
- No PassionLyrics
No Passion
I never feel
I can never feel
Oh I
Was cut open
And now I
Can never feelI don't want to do this, I am thinking
Like a child, I am speaking
To no one, spitting words out like dirt
In the morning I'm a corpse
Draft my emails to the corporation
"you're saving my life every day, god bless you"
There's no way out for cowards
Suicide is embarrassing
The whole town at your door
"Come back David we need you"
I just needed more money
More time, more love
All my desires are so poorly drawn nowI know who stole my face
But I don't know who will replace it
Now I'm still alive, but I got no perspective
When the album is over
I will go to bed sober
I've got plenty of love, but nothing to show for it
In my wildest sexual dreams I dream
That I'm watching porn, but there's too much sunlight
Shining on my laptop monitor
So I can't see anything with any amount of clarity - Times to DieLyricsVideo
Times to Die
All of my friends are getting married
All of my friends are right with God
All of my friends are making money
But art gets what it wants and art gets what it deservesI think I’m gonna build a giant hotel
Lest we be scattered, I’ll stack it sky-high
It’s not symbolic, it’s just human nature
Under the foundations, there is a graveyardWe’ve all had better times to die
We’ve all seen better times to die
We’ve all had better times to die
We all had better times to die“Get a job!”
Job lying in bed while all his friends chant “you must’ve done something wrong”
But he just keeps singing this songGot to have faith in the one above me
Got to believe that Lombardi loves me
It’s a deal
I want a deal
Let’s cut a covenantAnd when they took him to the temple
Oh, then they fed him to the devil
And when they took him to their temple
Oh then they fed him to their devils
And when they took him to the table
(HEY MAN WE LISTENED TO YOUR DEMOS)
Before they fed him to their devils
Oh when they took him to the temple
Oh then they listened to his demosMost of the time I’m just getting older
But I’ll get to heaven standing on your shoulders
So many people you know that could make you
They say kid you’re good, but do you have what it takes to be
Invited into the divine council?We’ve all had better times to die
We’ve all seen better times to die
We’ve all had better times to die
We all had better times to dieInvited into the divine council
Invited into the divine…Would you give it all up if there was another scene?
Would you kill it to see and to be seen?
Would you give it all up if you had another scene?
Would you kill it to see or to be seen?Renouncer
Is it harder to speak when you're holding the machine?
Is it harder to sleep when you can hear him breathe?
Is it harder to speak when you're holding the machine?
Is it harder to sleep when you can feel him breathe? - psst, teenagers, take off your cloLyrics
psst, teenagers, take off your clo
Send me a letter, send me your glow
I got it bad now, I want your clothes
Send me a picture, send me your glow
I got your soul now, I got your clothesSend me a letter, send me your glow
I got it back now, I got your clothes
Send me a picture, send me your glow
I got your soul now, I got your clothesHey teenagers, take off your clothes
- StrangersLyrics
Strangers
If I can fit my dreams
We say the same things over and over
Into an ABAB rhyme scheme
You say the same things over and overLove makes it easier to be human
Love is the payoff for the life that we're losing
God is a scientist he's just found out about us
He's published a study but he don't know much about usWhen I die I won't become a ghost
Because I'll have nowhere to haunt
Fuck this town and fuck my dirty hands
When you're strange, if they like you then they gotta be stranger
But they're just strangersSociety wants me to fuck, well fuck them
Car seat is a genetic stop sign
I sleep lying next to a mirror
Car seat is a menace to the publicLove makes it easier to be around humans
Love on the TV, who'd they think they were fooling?
God is a director, he's just found out about us
He's talked to our agent, but he don't know much about usWhen I die I won't become a ghost
Because I'll have nowhere to haunt
Fuck this town and fuck my dirty hands
When you're strange, then the critics gotta be stranger
But they're just strangersCar seat's nervous and the lights are bright
When I was a kid I fell in love with Michael Stipe
I took lyrics out of context and thought
"he must be speaking to me"I won't last too much longer
I'm already starting to run out of places
For faces in my head
They're all starting to look the same - Maud GoneLyrics
Maud Gone
When did our heart
Stop beating?
Used up all the heat
When did it start
Our meeting?
It's been on repeat
I know there's a full moon every night
It's just not always bright
But it's been so long since I saw the light
Maybe I haven't been looking at the skyMaud, now you're gone, now you're gone
(Sweetheart, please love me too long
My heart's too strong
Love me too long
Sweetheart, please let me hold on
To these old songs
I've loved too long)And when I'm in bed
I'm dead
No one to check my pulse
And so instead
My head
Begs not to be so full
And when I fall
Asleep
Which part of me writes the dream
And which part falls
Asleep
Who's running the machine?I know there's a full moon every night
When I dress black, it snows whiteMaud, now you're gone
- Los Borrachos (I Don't Have Any Hope Left, But the Weather is Nice)Lyrics
Los Borrachos (I Don't Have Any Hope Left, But the Weather is Nice)
Being sad's so boring
I'm taking a vacation
I'm driving down to see my old friends tonightLet's spend the week with rosy cheeks
And crush the grapes beneath our feet
And stop burrowing through old chocolate boxes
Like a heartbroken Bacchus(yeah, yeah, yeah)
I miss those good old boys
They could still find joy in life to talk aboutSo leave that girl behind you
Or whatever it is that's got you
We've still got time for one more drink tonightThink what the others would say
If they saw you in the bathroom
Kicking the stall door
They'd say get out of your head for a while
Jump into mine
Leave it on repeat and it saysAnd if I'd been a parrot I'd have been a very good parrot
And if I'd been a parent I'd have been my own parents
And if that's not apparent then it will be soonI miss those good old boys
They could still find joy in life to talk aboutI miss you
(I don't have any hope left, but the weather is nice)If you're trying to live, you have to own what you do
If you're trying to live, you have to own what you do
Oh Jesus Christ I, I wish I could talk like that
But such is my place in lifeI
I don't have
I don't have any hope
I don't have any hope left, but the weather is niceI miss you
- Bad Role Models, Old Idols Exhumed (psst, teenagers, put your clothes back on)Lyrics
Bad Role Models, Old Idols Exhumed (psst, teenagers, put your clothes back on)
They were just some aliens passing judgement
Sifting through the fallout of our final judgement
Found our skeletons with sharpened teeth
That was a thing back thenIf I'm good
Or if I'm bored
I'm not gonna call you anymore
I'll just visit the exhibit you left on the site
Of bad role models and poorly carved idolsI remember it was never a pleasure to meet you
Had to make a fake account just to meet you
But I can't stand your posts now, I'm going to delete you
Used to be that sweet fear but these days it's just
We are friends
Be our friends
What's my name?
What's my gender?
Or are we above that?
Or are we beneath that?
You forget just who you're talking toAnd you probably looked like an idiot in that hat
- Oh! StarvingLyrics
Oh! Starving
Goodbye secret files
When I'm gone all this information will dieGoodbye stupid smiles
When you're gone all anyone will do is cryI used to enjoy losing money
But now all I do is win
And now it's far too easy to be satisfied with things
I used to enjoy being worried
But now everything is fine
I wish I could go back to that unhappier time...Cats crawl into gutters
Just at the sight of me
(I'm not happy unless I'm unhappy)You guys got mad skills
I just got mad
(I'm not happy unless I'm unhappy)I used to enjoy losing money
But now all I do is win
And now it's far too easy to be satisfied with things
I used to enjoy being worried
But now everything is fine
I wish I could go back to that unhappier time...Goodbye all you secret files
When I'm gone all this information will dieGoodbye all you human styles
When I'm gone I won't have it in me to try…
