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Artifacts
03:47
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I'm so sick of worrying about everyone and everything, ambition is just a way of distracting myself from being lonely. I'm at war with a computer screen, there's drones inside my head and they tell me that I'm ugly.
I'm so sick of being so serious about my future, I'm only motivated by the fear of never gaining any worth. I'm at war with my own body, I'm conflicted about everything.
Hey don't worry about the past, it's already happened. All that's left are artifacts, and things you wish you could forget.
I'm so sick of feeling like I don't belong with anyone, my sadness is a red flag that makes them all run. I'm at war with my desires, you just gaslit all my fires.
Hey don't worry about the past, it's already happened. All that's left are artifacts, and things you wish you could forget.
I know I look just like you, I know I talk just like you do. I'm so happy and you can't stand me.
Hey don't worry about the past, it's already happened. All that's left are artifacts, and things you wish you could forget.
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Don't Laugh Please
03:30
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Staring at the walls, it's not my fault that I'm so dull. Afterwards you met, up with her and haven't left.
Maybe when you're gone I miss you, but that's not what I want to say. Both of us too scared of misuse to tell one another, I'll get out of your way.
Found pieces of you, inside my clothes and in my room. Seen you in my dreams, under my knees, you look so sweet.
But that's not what I'm going to tell you, I'll act like it never happened, I hope that my eyes compel you, to read between the lines of spring and your cigarette.
My baby's already tired of me, and he hasn't met me yet. My baby is waiting for me to leave, he's putting on my dress.
Slowly raise my arms, above my head as you redress. I look just like her, look just like him, look just like them.
How lucky you'd be, to fall in love with a movie. How lucky I am, to think of you as my friend.
My baby's already tired of me, and he hasn't met me yet. My baby is waiting for me to leave, he's putting on my dress.
Don't laugh please I don't think it's funny, you haven't seen me yet. Don't touch me I don't think it's funny, looks so androgynous.
You haven't met me yet.
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Ze
03:35
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Ze steals hir clothes from the dollar store, says "fuck the corporations!" and rides off on hir longboard. Ze pierced hir own nose and reads books about philosophy, zero tolerance for bigots, ze taught me a couple things.
You're not an object, you're not up for debate. You are valid, you will find a safe space.
Ze lives off Main Street, sometimes 2nd or 16th. Zes in the hospital, got beat up for being a "queer freak" ze doesn't like cops because with a boot on hir face, a growling voice says "punk piece of shit, you better know your place"
You're not an object, you're not up for debate. You are valid, you will find a safe space. Hold tight to the things that give you a sense of purpose, adopt your families and realize you're not worthless.
Zes in the morgue now visiting all hir murdered friends, victims of hate crimes dying in vain of pacifists. "You gotta fucking stand up" ze says to me, there's no more peaceful solutions, claim your identity.
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