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Strange Man
05:29
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drunken dancing, pass the joint
forget our problems, that’s the point
her phone is dying, the party too
i’ll drive her home, man of virtue
but to you,
I’m just the strange man your mother brought home.
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crying all night in your bed
broken heart and promises
a girl of twelve need not carry chains
i see your worth, I feel your pain.
but to you,
I’m just the strange man your mother brought home.
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driving over she asserts
“destinations are a curse
life is only here and now”
i drank her words, i kissed her mouth.
but to you,
I am not kind.
but to you,
I’m just the strange man your mother brought home.
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2. |
I'd Rather
05:02
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I’d rather read a book
It requires nothing of me
I’d rather draw a card
Than take responsibility
I’d rather crack a smile than admit
I’ve rarely felt more alone
I’d rather write this song
Than call you on the phone
I’d rather order out
Than consider what’s inside of me
I’d rather charge my card
Than see my lack of currency
I’d rather tell a lie
Than admit
That I’m not the man you think you know
I’d rather text you back
Than call you on the phone
My wants and my needs
Don’t align easily
My fears and my dreams
Are at odds constantly
So I lie through my teeth
So that I can get some sleep
Lying to myself is the hardest part
Lying to you is easy
And I’d rather be alone
There’s no one here to question me
I’de rather masturbate
Than love a women selflessly
I’d rather run a mile
Than admit
After all these years I’ve hardly grown
I’d rather go to bed
Than call you on the phone.
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3. |
Sweet Efren
05:37
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I have the sweetest neighbor
With the sweetest eyes
And a dog that barks
And a mouth that’s dry
He lifted up his pant leg
To reveal a hole
Just wanted me to know
Life’s a miracle
And Whittier’s a war zone
For the numb and sweet
There’s no reasoning
Only violence speaks
In and out of rehab
Over 20 times
Real life is pain
Being drunk's sublime
Sweet Efren
Sweet Efren
Sweet Efren
You grew up in hell
20 bucks an hour
Fig and 54
Wheelchair, cardboard
Precedes grocery store
Where handles are on sale
Drink the first one fast
Black out on your back
Wake up to second
We found you on the sidewalk
In the dirt and blood
I’ve rarely felt such love
We called 9-11
The paramedics asked you
What year we’re in
You couldn’t answer them
They threw you in their van
Sweet Efren
Sweet Efren
Sweet Efren
You grew up in hell
Now you kill yourself
Sweet Efren
Sweet Efren
Sweet Efren
Just before you fell
You gave my all your wealth
Your story to tell
I had the sweetest neighbor
with the sweetest eyes
and a dog that barked
and a mouth that’s dry.
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4. |
Punctuated
05:12
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Careful not to breathe
I’ve been blurring out
It took this long to see
What I am without
My organs turn to stone
And fall to earthly depths
All my friends are home
No one notices
If I am to become the singularity tonight
Falling stars, buried bones
Empty beds, cooling coals
I believed in more than this
And eternity of not existing
Punctuated with death
Duality in youth
Finds spectrum in the world
And now the only truth
Is broken and unfurled
Experience is king
I hide it in my core
Cuz I’m the only one
I’m going to answer for
If I am to become the singularity tonight
Falling stars, buried bones
Empty beds, cooling coals
I believed in more than this
A human God, My arrogance
Streets of gold, A rigid plan
A child of wrath, It’s fiery home
Now I can see that all there is
An eternity of not existing
Punctuated with death
If I am to become the singularity tonight
Do I forfeit everything, exchange eternal life
I don’t recall the place I was before my mother’s womb
But I’d like to think the force that made us waits just out of view
Maybe it’s waiting for you
I hope it’s waiting for me too.
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