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Let me take a taste inside of you
Use your fingers, pull my hair and make me please you
You've been alone for a long long time
Scratches on my back will speak for that
And even though I know I'll make you beg and nag
'Cause all this nothingness inside is getting filled right now
Hold your breath 'til I make it pop
Next thing you know you're lying and I'm far from
Gone
I hope I made my point
Far from gone
Baby, let me hold that door for you
I can be a gentleman, but don't get used to
There's wine for two by the velvet couch
Smooth to the palate, go sip it nice
And even though you know, you'll let it heat you up
'Cause all this nothingness inside is getting filled right now
Love your hair, can you tie it back?
Next thing you know you're lying and I'm far from
Gone
I hope I made my point
Far from gone
No, no, you are not leaving 'til your face's against the wall
Your moans will last until the neighbours know my name
You'll lack the strength to light that nasty cigarette
Let me take a taste inside of you
My pretentions burnt to ashes in the minute you said 'Go!'
Your deception is quite tangible, you're smirking, yes I know
I'm not half the man I said I was
Guess I'm not so far from gone
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Ketchup
04:26
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Well he's trying to conceal it
Still he wants to cry
See him pulling that face
Tossing broccoli around
Is it another bottle
He's been emptying for nights?
Is it another companion
He had to leave behind?
Not without reluctance, no
He had to say his many goodbyes, you know
He already feels like he lost some kilos
'Til he has to fight an old thought
A litany that's just for him
That he can't catch up
And he wants ketchup in his greens
And he can't break down
'Cause he has the red hands
Plead guilty for the killing
Another midnight crime
Those buns didn't expect it
He had a sleepless night
Is it another bottle
He's been emptying for nights?
But, the scent of ketchup filled the room
Then he knew that he couldn't catch up
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How You Put Me Down
03:48
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Well it's a fact
That I can't be interesting when I require it
And that my bones
Crush when you don't burden them, when I'm all alone
Because the moon
Is always on vacation when the lights are gone
Ladies goodnight
I said that I would stay but I'd rather get going
No, there's nothing wrong
Believe it or not I'm tired and I just wanna stay home
But once in my room
There's no such thing in there as a safe spot
C'mon take a sit by my side
I can hear you through my hood
I'm just a reflection on a desert spoon
Let me explain you what it happens
Hope it doesn't change your mind
Don't forget the rule that
Who has the real good time is who tells the joke
It's not about loving, but about being loved
That I can blame you when it's not your fault
Well listen now (actually you always listen)
I'm gonna break it down
I'm gonna stir things up
I'm gonna sort shit through
Ooh I'm gonna!
It feels good doesn't it?
To be above undeservance, to hold the power
That emanates from, this endless spiral
We ride a Möbius strip with, our soles in touch
Your virtue is my downfall and that's pretty fucked up
I attack and you spare
I know I've been there, but
Now you are up
And this is how you
Put me down
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Selflessness
02:33
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If I said that I don't want to see you tomorrow
Would that notion cause any trouble to you?
If your spine could sense the danger
Would my disappointment be a thing to shiver to?
Last night you cracked jokes and I didn't laugh
You squirm in your throne, I'm ready to charge
If the light of what used to be understatement
Was to fade, could you still see me?
If I sang my sad tunes for you
Would you blame it all, on the sake of the song?
The impact is clear, but hold
Your face is wet but cold
To sorrow
I bade good morrow
And thought to leave her far away behind
But cheerly cheerly
She loves me dearly
She is so constant to me and so kind
I would deceive her
And so leave her
But ah! She is so constant and so kind
Sometimes
I am so sad
It hurts the shell of my being
This selfishness is not enough
Absolute terror shrinking
This selflessness is not enough
I want
To keep my form
To keep my
Oh no
From the verge of your lips 'I need you'
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