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out of touch
01:59
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in the clock tower walls
like an infant he crawls
to the cabinet
to search for salvation
and as the hour is late
the witches relate
to his affinity for mixing drops of poison
and by the birds first morning call
he hasn't slept at all
tears fall when he's forced
to face his own reflection
but how could he change
when nothing stands in his way?
his life is empty like
riding on the last tram…
he's fallen out of touch
and fantasies of some past life
haunt him like so many sprites
who's wings buzz to the fatal tune
of times passing
like a pallbearer he mourns
convinced he wears a crown of thorns
but in reality he's just some vagrant
who's forgotten how to love
forgotten how to heal
forgotten how to feel anything besides surrender
it's gods wicked game
to take all of those away
once you've finally won
the race that you trained for
have you fallen out of touch?
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2. |
plunge deep golden knife
03:07
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holy shit
i just can't quit
oh my god
daytime closes
it's jaws
darkness;
here i come
it's in my blood
and i'm trying to forget it all
so what the hell
let's cast a spell
plunge deep golden knife
take off your clothes
kiss my neck
we'll tell galactic lies
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3. |
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in the harsh morning sun
the blinds of my eyes
let light leak and signal for me to be waking
and the hammer of my head
rings out it's destruction
with a sign that reads:
"this young man is rapidly aging"
and the clock upon my wall
is an hour slow
but what difference does it make
when all I do with my time is waste it?
and I sent my baby home
never to return
I hope she know's one day I did it to try to protect her…
cuz the summer came on with no warning
and the scene was altered like pulling a weapon
death is a six letter word the first letter is silent
and where i'm at is starting to get pretty quiet…
and the afternoon drags on
like a traitor tied to a horse
but what i fear most is the oncoming evening
cuz i wake up with the dawn and work til i can't no more
and with nightfall i have to face my own reflection
and i say:
"who is this man? what has he done… and what's the point of trying to avoid the poison?"
i want to forget it all
sweet oblivion
take me like you did last night
and will do the next one
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4. |
...do you want me?
02:36
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it's not that i want you
i want you to want me
so i can choose to lose you
when i want
my choice
i want you to want me
you don't…
and it's not that i need you
i need you to you need to me
so i can can feel desired
then leave when i'm through
i need you to need me
do you?
so just take my heart
it's pounding out my chest
like morse code
and the message is:
it's not just you
i'd give it to
whoever asked me to
i would…
it's not that i want you
i want you to want me…
...do you?
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i get drunk everyday cuz i'm bored & i'm lonely
& it doesn't seem like the world's gonna heal
so what's the point of moderation
when i'm not gonna see anyone & nothing feels real
so i'll take a stroll down
to starz liquor
where i'll see my new best friend
& we'll make another deal
he said: he's "been struggling"
i said: "i'll keep coming"
cuz i want to support him
& he helps me disappear…
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6. |
rosacea bluez
01:23
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there's no words to write about it
and the feeling it consumes
trapped inside aint getting out
trapped inside aint getting out
rosacea bluez…
you had it good in your hometown
we had to go somewhere else
you and them just fitting in
you and them just fitting in
me and mine are the outcasts
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