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kinda tastes like iron
02:04
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words:
This stinks
Like Vimto and spit, thick, the air is miasma
Non-Newtonian gaseous fluid like plasma
Passively perceived, no O2 to breathe
Constitution D20 roll
Please don't critically fail me
This is not critical thinking
Yeah, I'm so fucking into this
I have been following
Since it's inception
I'm a fanatic, I'm a fanatic
Art not made for me
Is simply rubbish
You've got an issue with it
Ignoring new positives
How could you do this to me?
This isn't what I wanted
And who gave you the right to say this shit is shite
Yeah I appreciate your critique, but your insight is gone
I thought I thought through my thoughts but I thought wrong
Yeah, I'm so fucking into this
I have been following
Since it's inception
I'm a fanatic, I'm a fanatic
Art not made for me
Is simply rubbish
I'm a fanatic, I'm a fanatic
Art not made for me
Is simply rubbish
Yeah I appreciate your critique, but your insight is gone
I thought I thought through my thoughts but I thought wrong
I thought
Wrong
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2. |
gender stuff
02:38
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words:
Oh there I am
This is my place
Just give me a moment to
Find my page again
This book seems pretty dated
I'm struggling to find it relatable
New texts would be great
I feel like they're needed
Typing in questions
Search engine sputters out
Terms I've heard mentioned
Oh there I am
This is my line
But it's not as easy as that
Who am I?
Why try to find my kind like I'm
In need of company
Typing in questions
Search engine sputters out
Terms I've heard mentioned
Being shown answers
No sudden congruence
Work with umbrellas
Trying to find an identity
By identifying times I've felt I don't align to male society
But I do not want to define myself through what they see in me
Yet it reads that these norms and these traits
Have a place in dysphoria born in my brain
To culminate in my voice now saying
I do not want to be a boy
But I don't want to be moved out of spite
For toxic masculinity and irony in boys don't cry
Cos I cry, so I'm a boy right? What a guy
And other lines I feel gender confined by
Love the lipstick I wear, hate my thick facial hair
When people say he/him it crawls in my skin
I can't bear to be pinned
I'll change with the change in me
I will respect my transgender fluidity
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3. |
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words:
I'm a thief
Should be taking it from me
Perceive my neutrality
Benefits chaotic peeps
I'm a thief
All your creativity
Slurp it into my body
Idea slush puppy please
And I'll wear my voice out
Because I didn't limber up again
And I'll tear your choice out
Of your brain
Where do you get it all from?
You're so fucking talented and inspired
I stole it
I am not who you think I am
Where do you get it all from?
You're so fucking talented and inspired
I stole it
I am not who you think I am
(Yeah, I am not who you think I am)
I can't fucking do this
This isn't that good, I'm not good enough
Don't picture me as him
Find someone else
I'm so inexperienced
I try my best but it's not good enough
And I don't want to ruin it
And fuck this up for you
And I just want to make you proud
I don't want to let you down
And I just want to make you proud
I don't want to let you down
Where do you get it all from?
You're so fucking talented and inspired
I stole it
I am not who you think I am
Where do you get it all from?
You're so fucking talented and inspired
I stole it
I am not who you think I am
And I just want to make you proud
I don't want to let you down
And I just want to make you proud
I don't want to let you down
And I just want to make you proud
I don't want to let you down
Where do you get it all from?
You're so fucking talented
Every day I put myself onto another pedestal
I will never reach the place that I have said I want to be
But I'm trying
I'm trying
I'm trying
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4. |
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words:
I am still a surfer
Sadness still ebbs and flows back in waves
Yet I feel better
Than I ever thought I'd ever be
Not every piece of art
Has to come from a dark place
My mistake
I don't know if I'm happy I know that I'm healing
I'm getting better
At getting better
(I am getting better)
I'm getting better
(I am getting better)
At getting better
But I'm catching myself (catching myself)
Latching onto patches of past unwell (of past unwell)
Fighting a titan, my previous self (previous self)
Scramble for rocks and a sling to pelt him
Right in the temple
Fuck did I kill him
Bring him back to the living
I recognise when another arrives
My goliath will help then
Don't try to force this
We are all making progress
If you need to focus on yourself
(Don't try to force this)
Don't try to force this
(All making progress)
We are all making progress
(Don't try to force this)
If you need to focus on yourself
(All making progress)
Don't try to force this
(Don't try to force this)
We are all making progress
(All making progress)
If you need to focus on yourself
Focus on yourself
(I am getting better)
I'm getting better
(I am getting better)
I'm getting better at getting better
(I am getting better)
I'm getting better at getting better
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words:
What the fuck was that?
Passing my peripheral vision
Is it a rat or a pigeon?
I can't relax
Knowing that this thing
Could be living in my eyelashes
I got bugs on the brain
So I will painstakingly avoid days with high humidity
Refrain from taking the train a bug accompanied
I will not be stuck in a vestibule with a wasp
They can fuck off
Insects, the exoskeletal pricks
And the mess they make of me when flying
I am scared stiff
They're in my eyelashes
I know what they do for the world
I know that they're useful to us
And I know around bugs
I'll become a fucking coward
When a fly touches me
I know I'll need to take a shower
It's not a germ thing
I just can't stand the feeling of their chitin
Insects, the exoskeletal pricks
And the mess they make of me when flying
I am scared stiff
They're in my eyelashes
I sweat in a very specific way
When I'm stressed that a bug has got into my brain
I stink of it, don't think
In my nails, in my teeth, in my skin
You're in my personal space mate
Insects, the exoskeletal pricks
And the mess they make of me when flying
I am scared stiff
They're in my eyelashes
I sweat in a very specific way
When I'm stressed that a bug has got into my brain
I stink of it, don't think
In my nails, in my teeth, in my skin
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