1. |
Trip Sitter
01:20
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I don't fucking want to live a black and white life
I'd rather be a menace to my sanity
Wasting all your time on a dead end path
Your regrets will be your last breath
Give me your hand and i'll guide you through
Trapped inside your thoughts
You're always feeling low
A need for a new escape
Perfectionism haunts you
In everything you do
Your mind won't stop until you pass
I don't fucking want to live a black and white life
i'd rather be a menace to my sanity
I'm tired of the voices that are in my head
Things will always be the same
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2. |
Grim
01:32
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Empty my own urn
Celebrate my end
All of this had no meaning
Waste of space
You'll never get away from this
You'll never get away from him
He's with you even in your sleep
He's waiting in the room for me
All around
All I see is him near me
In the end he'll be with me
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3. |
Tracer Chaser II
01:12
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Tired of sleep
Tired of living
I need an escape from this hell hole
I need to reset my perspective on life
in order to keep moving forward
So many years have been wasted on nothing
I don't want to wake up again in this room
Without having consciousness wiped from my head
I won't ever think of things clearly
Walk into this hallway
Tell me all the things you see
Count every tracer
Run through every layer
My third eye confuses my thoughts and perceptions
I can't bear to look at my ugly reflection
I'll wonder and hope that my eyes don't deceive
I don't want to see the idea of me
Tracer Chaser
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4. |
Deficiency
01:40
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All the fucking worries that i've had around
I'll never sell myself to a white man
Protection means nothing without my control
Burning me slowly my youth becomes theirs
Use my fucking time that i've given you
I don't have a choice in this white life
We don't even matter to the colonists
The past is always present even in our eyes
They're only friendly to me or so you thought
Another reason to live away from them
I don't want to grow up in a white time
A place where they take credit for the things you do
So many fucked up perspectives
So many fucked up relations
It's hard to fake a smile when you're one of us
Tell me to my face that i'm just a spic
A brown piece of shit who means nothing
You'll make me get out of your country
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5. |
Slouch
01:46
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Always hearing voices from people who don't matter
I block them out, but they're still here
I've cut off all the people who don't benefit me
But they're still here
They'll never leave
You fucking hypocrites
You’re just acquaintances
Don't fucking need this shit
You're treated like you're something
Behind their closed doors
You're fucking scum
You're meaningless
Showing false affection to look good for their friends
You're just a pawn inside their game
Professionals of imagery
An illusions at work
To prove they're something to everyone
Delusional perspective
A story they tell to prove themselves and lie to you
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6. |
Roach Clip
01:24
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Lost eyes approach me at once
Asking me if i'll conform
Right there in front of my door
Religion continues to grow
I don't fucking want a part of your beliefs
Keep that shit away from me
A permanent disciple of an ancient religion
I won't be a part of your old superstition
Making all their money on your hopes and dreams
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7. |
Doped
02:10
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Malt breath
Ego death
Waking up without my head
Straight trash
Working class
Who am I? A fucking rat
Waste away
Used up
A modern slave to a white man
After work blotter hangs
No one even cares if we go away
Shivers down my body
I'm slowly going under
I'm sick of people in this world
Smiley face on paper takes me to a planet away from all the losers
I'd rather be doped or dead
I don't need friends when we're all dead
Only there to ask for favors
A scary world all on your own
Why bother? I don't belong here anyway
I don't belong anyway
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8. |
Fixation
02:09
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Go along
Act like you don't know
Pretend that you don't notice all the tracers
You act like the delusions that surround my mind
I can't tell what's fake or not
Show me what the fuck's up
My eye will keep a twitch if I don't get my fix
I need more paper stamps
There's no more turning back
And maybe I won't notice if you leave my life
Because i'll always see you in my nightmares
You act like you're the shit with your half ass band
You won't ever be just like me
You think you're the shit
You'll never be just like me
Copycat you'll never be unique to me
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9. |
Delusions
01:54
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You say they're friends
I say they're not
Just a delusion on your little trip
They hang on you like a disease
Remove their plague and go on with yourself
It's never worth it to let leeches feed
You think they care
They'll drop you quick
Another worthless friendship goes away
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Urn Dallas, Texas
Dallas, TX
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