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I have trouble keeping my feet on the floor
You know that
But your hands are tied
Took a train on a Tuesday night
Phones dead but i said that ill be fine
I'll be fine
It was over when my fingers reached the glass
And i saw you look back you fucking hate me
I can see it on your face
She's so soft
Im so bitter
I cant take this shit
What the point of us just lingering
Till you can find your footing
Its just sick
I dont wanna talk no i dont wanna listen
You just spew shit no bars no limit
Take me in just like sick fucking puppy
Break my fucking ribs god im begging you give it to me
Art school kids doing coke in the bathroom
Drop the act where the fuck is your backbone
Catholic guilt
Is a weight that your parents couldnt carry for ya
I cant bear to look you in the face
And say its all okay
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I
Wonder what its like being so fucking content
Cause getting out the suburbs doesnt mean youre getting better its all
So
Convoluted
And im so low
Whats your damage?
I just stand around as everything falls
Down
The silver lining never felt so
Far away
All it does is suffocate me
Youre all strangers in my bed
My skin means nothing to me
It means nothing to me
You
Youre everything i want
But i cant
have
Its so unfulfilling fucking god i hate this city
I cant
What are you holding on to?
What do you want from me?
All you do is suffocate me
Youre a stranger in my bed
This shit means nothing to me
You mean nothing to me
Im so uninspired im so sick and fucking tired
You seem so unaffected
But im running out of breath
And im done
being tethered by the strings
That hold me
I cant see a thing
I havent felt since last September
And i can only raise the stakes
but what does it matter
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T4T
03:30
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Keep me up another Saturday 4 AM
phone call talkin shit
About your parents like
you do, and thats cool for you
I said id be there and i came through
Like i do
Maybe it's for the best i just play to lose
could i prove you wrong
if you took me back to your house
Im overwhelmed
I cant fill the boots that they left
God i cant help myself
Well its just as grey as yesterday
And im still queer and contemplating
My life so stagnant, still, chicago
Mental illness, no role models here
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Why was I so scared?
Waiting on some change I fear
something coming up
you're overflowing
It's just a call away
I see it in the distance as you fade to grey
still learning what it means to be not okay
then it hit me at a hundred fucking miles an hour
you're standing still
She said
"You're just a kid"
what am I supposed to do with this?
You're out of your fucking mind
if you think that I
I could swing the bat
you're so stupid I hate you
my brains falling out my head
And then it hit me at a hundred fucking miles an hour
you're standing still
but what was it worth
you're the one I saw first
You're out of your fucking mind
if you think that I
I could swing the bat
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