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Boys Are Crying
04:40
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ripped jeans bruised knees
cold hands eighteen
dry lips bare feet
dreaming of the city
coughing up blood into the basin
watch it wash away down the drain
you have always been one to pick fights
your best friends brother gave you a black eye
being this reckless keeps you alive
she said the boys are crying in the bathroom
silver tears falling on the tiles
cosmic wonder children
craving some kind of attention
you and i share the same orbit
humans are abusive creatures of habit
chain smoke inside joke
heartache high hopes
warm breath love note
written on foggy windows
nobody’s ever going to see you cry
in these empty hallways you leave behind
don’t tell people whats on your mind
you’ll miss them when you say goodbye
she said the boys are crying in the bathroom
silver tears falling on the tiles
cosmic wonder children
craving some kind of attention
you and i share the same orbit
humans are abusive creatures of habit
never been so scared of growing old
it feels untouchable
when it feels like you know it all
you feel untouchable
and i’ve never been so scared of growing old
is this coming of age, do i want to know?
is this coming of age?
is this growing old?
she said the boys are crying in the bathroom
silver tears falling on the tiles
cosmic wonder children
craving some kind of attention
you and i share the same orbit
humans are abusive creatures of habit
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2. |
Trip Fontaine
04:39
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knee high sock and sunday shoes
hair ribbons and suburban blues
play your favourite record through the telephone
keep it quite my mother is home
remember me with a lock of hair
i wear your chain around my neck
love letters and secret kisses
one day i will be your mrs
i’ll meet you behind the bike shed
when we run away
trip fontaine
we’ve got candy and cigarettes
for when we run away
trip fontaine
you remind me of your father
when you wear his vintage parka
they don’t understand our young love
they were taught to keep their mouth shut
i know you’ve kissed other girls
so maybe i’ll go cry about it
deep down i know that this sorrow
stems from something darker in me
i’ll meet you behind the bike shed
when we run away
trip fontaine
we’ve got candy and cigarettes
for when we run away
trip fontaine
i’ve got bleeding knees and knuckles
i know you dont love me thats cool
i left my last words on a mixed tape
drowned in the sorrows of this glory daze
i choked myself in the back of your fathers old cadillac
where you took my love and never gave it back
in my best dress, rouged my lips red
the mixed tape i left said
i’ll meet you behind the bike shed
when we run away
trip fontaine
we’ve got candy and cigarettes
for when we run away
trip fontaine
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3. |
Blue Light
05:14
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blue light
fills my eyes
spills into his room
it’s slow afternoons
i can’t read your mind
shadows make shapes on your shoulder blades
i’m counting constellations on your tired face
we’re just kids laughing
nothing’s really funny
it’s not that funny
we cope with tragedy
by kicking it in the teeth
i’m scared of falling back into old habits
she would’ve said you don't deserve to feel this sad
i’m scared of falling back into old habits
she would’ve said you don't deserve to feel this sad
blue light
fills my eyes
spills into his room
between silence
this distance
quiet conversations move in the dark
a pair of bloodshot eyes
a broken heart
i’m scared of falling back into old habits
she would’ve said you don't deserve to feel this sad
i’m scared of falling back into old habits
she would’ve said you don't deserve to feel this sad
i know if i go the the party
i’ll still end up leaving early
i’ll dance to songs i don’t like
i’ll convince myself that’s he’s nice
i cry as i walk to the station
i never liked being out when it late and
maybe one day i’ll change my mind
i’ve met some people who’ve changed my mind
i’m scared of falling back into old habits
she would’ve said you don't deserve to feel this sad
i’m scared of falling back into old habits
she would’ve said you don't deserve to feel this sad
blue light
fills my eyes
spills into his room
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4. |
Slow Dive
04:57
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granite grey gravel slick with heavenly tears
greasy fingers smearing on lipsticked fears
heavy hearted heavy soul counting the years
tired love tired loving make it disappear
slow dive into my veins
i’m drowning in the rain
slow dive into my heart
turn a blind eye to the past
these kinds of things they stay with you
baby got himself a grave last June
these are the things that happen too soon
youth is the answer to your blues
to your blues
night time neighbourhoods change with the breeze
lying on the road of your favourite street
your eyes echo the colours of the sky
closing the space between your hands and my thighs
slow dive into my veins
i’m drowning in the rain
slow dive into my heart
turn a blind eye to the past
these kinds of things they stay with you
baby got himself a grave last June
these are the things that happen too soon
youth is the answer to your blues
to your blues
i watch your lips move in the shape of my name
across the tennis court
i watch moths dance to their graves
under fluorescent lights
we’re the kind to live in spite
of everything
it gets tiring
slow dive into my veins
i’m drowning in the rain
slow dive into my heart
turn a blind eye to the past
these kinds of things they stay with you
baby got himself a grave last June
these are the things that happen too soon
youth is the answer to your blues
to your blues
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sandy hsu Melbourne, Australia
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