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Bobby
03:00
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Bobby put your shoes on / I hope you know you can come by whenever you want / You’re the best adaptation of cheap beer and cigarettes / Let’s go crash your Trans Am, the one your grandfather left you when he went / Ignore your girl’s phone calls, we’re headed to Port Huron Michigan again // I can’t promise you that it’s just for tonight, but it’s not for my whole life / I feel better for it
Bobby put your shoes on, you’ve got a long way to go and you’re so far from home / if you see “Leaving Livonia,” don’t bother turning around / I don’t have a problem with all your friends / I’m far away from college and my parents stopped noticing / My girlfriend never calls me but it doesn’t really bother me / She’s beautiful in theory but I don’t think she’ll be calling me again
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Sleepyhead
02:54
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Such a fucking mess, “God Bless” says the stereo blaring overkill / It’s overwhelmed by a lack of paying attention, oh I guess I should have mentioned / I’m not gonna say it again: get your mind straight / Life’s much harder when you’re feeling out constant control or a lack thereof / I hear you, I see you, I just don’t understand you // Strep throat and three bottles of aspirin, cherry coke and I’m fading out / Sleepyhead, where did I find you? Sleepyhead, where were you? / Sleepyhead, how did I get here? // Seeing visions of you beating the shit out of your neighbor’s dog / There’s three boys dead out on your front lawn, and their voices calm me down / They stopped reaching out ever since you stopped to notice them / Do you think I really understand how
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Potomino
02:18
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I’ve been wandering I feel like you’ve been on your way straight from listening to records watch you play it back relax I’m insane it’s alright you don’t have to call me anymore I just don’t have the time or heart I play songs the songs I wrote with Keegan peeling off the labels on medicine pretending it’s nothing don’t worry about me I just need someone to worry without me asking now I just continue recklessly moving on while the last of my name still lingers on I still sit in silence watch you move yourself through moods I’ve been over this before you’ve got me thinking I’m no more I’ve been loving you just the way that you want me to I’ve been over this a thousand times don’t get me wrong
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Weird Carolina
03:40
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Sometimes a circle won’t meet its end and spiral out of control (I’m boring and I’m bored) / Sometimes an angle gets measured by the crushed off closing sense of losing itself, pinned down and ignored / I can’t make you believe that I’ve got everything worked out, eraser on lead still leaves its mark / Right here where you start pretending in the poetic tragedy, oh romantic, you went and got yourself off / Sitting out on your front porch in some midwestern suburb, cracks in the cement measure no warmth ahead since you left // The words stuck in my head, they say “I wish you were here to stay” / I’m not going to Georgia or North Carolina, the mountains don’t know my name // You’re coming home from New York, right? Well I heard James Taylor on the radio, going to Carolina in his / Going to Carolina in your mind, I’ll go to Carolina if you like / It’s a stubborn hole in my heart filled up with decay like worms in my brain, dried up, I hope you’re okay
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