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Choir Town
03:28
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Cornered by default, secrets and mistakes
Cover up the crevices just to feel awake
And when you are alone try your best not to disintegrate
This worn out record is full of imagery
Trace your ragged roots back through the centuries
Found out what you knew but dreaded
Vested in a pool of dead energy
When the lights go out in Choir Town
We all crawl to higher ground
There’s no mercy on the fence
The pressures high and the weathers tense
And you can feel the world die when the coyotes howl
She says don’t be modest
We are all diseased
People are the problem
So ugly and so cheap
She’s lying to herself wishing she could melt with the ketamine
A year long lake of fire
The brush is too dry
And all the broken people are following its light
And when she feels the heat she weeps until the fire leaves her eyes
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Oh hell it’s been a day
I woke up with the locusts flying right above my face
Cursed before I even had the urge to up and wake
And now I am convinced that my existence is at stake
It ain’t so bad to die so young
At least then the expectations aren’t baiting me to run
It’s time to face the music and stop waiting to conduct
A plastic happiness because everything is fucked
And though it hurts to watch the ones you love slip between the cracks
They’re never coming back and that is that
And so we must learn to live on beyond the dark
And mend our broken hearts
Oh hell it’s been a year
All of the constant contradictions have driven me to tears
It seems the stronger I become the weaker I appear
As all my hopes and dreams float into the atmosphere
But I have learned to live in spite
All of the options I have exhausted trying to survive
Call me bitter, call me angry, call me what you like
Honesty is a virtue that I’ve come to recognize
And though it hurts to watch the ones you love slip between the cracks
They’re never coming back and that is that
And so we must learn to live on beyond the dark
And mend our broken hearts
Oh hell it’s been a life
All of the changes that I’ve aided have led me to this night
Looking bad it isn’t bad without a figure to despise
Although those figures always seem to invade evading eyes
You gotta just grow on your own
And stop expecting that the ending will leave all your problems solved
There is nothing to protect you from the reaper’s binding call
It is something natural that will happen to us all
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Sweet Injection
03:36
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The songs don't come like they used to now
I am old and on my own with nothing to care about
It seems I sit for ages while my rhythms gather dust
And I'm caught in a delusion of a truth that never was
Sweet injection it's been so long
Since I felt connected to lives of anyone
So cut me loose and let me roam free
And I swear this time around I'm gonna come back clean
Squatting in your doorway and I'll be here through the night
In my backwards way of thinking I have come to make it right
And although I may have drained you I could never drain enough
So I scream into your window pleading you to open up
Sweet injection it's been so long
Since I felt connected to lives of anyone
So cut me loose and let me roam free
And I swear this time around I'm gonna come back clean
Watch the old blues singer stick a needle in his veins
The rush is overwhelming but the struggle stays the same
He's holding out for something he knows he'll never see
Addicted to the flow of his own desparity
Sweet injection it's been so long
Since I felt connected to lives of anyone
So cut me loose and let me roam free
And I swear this time around I'm gonna come back clean
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Head on East Kentucky is calling out your name
Find yourself a reason and move along my friend
The longer that you stay, the harder it’ll get
And the harder that it is, the longer lasts the pain
It was close to perfect until something went so wrong
Left you in the open as naked as a dog
It left your body broken and scattered on the lawn
Took you right on back where you started from
Hating yourself for believing
Hiding behind an excuse
Fighting the chill of evening
With bottles of bottomless booze
Falling further in darkness
Bawling and weeping away
Wallowing through all the carnage
And watching the world rot away
Doomed and disappointed, bound for suffering
You of pure desire cling to sacraments
And as the water rises you are ushered in
Never to feel tethered to this old world again
Hating yourself for believing
Hiding behind an excuse
Fighting the chill of evening
With bottles of bottomless booze
Falling further in darkness
Bawling and weeping away
Wallowing through all the carnage
And watching the world rot away
Cover your eyes from the madness still tragedy lies
It’s doubtful that you will escape its demanding design
Balancing acts and examples, balancing worlds just to cope
And you the fool are alone
Head on West Virginia is calling you to ride
And if it is no different at least you went and tried
Waiting around for answers, waiting around to die
Wait around and let regrets consume your life
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Maria
04:40
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Oh Maria, pretty as the day
Your mama teaches and your daddy digs a grave
It sure looks fine from the outside
Really though you watch him slowly die
Oh Maria, the hangmen come to town
Your circus of a family is gonna watch the law come down
The gambler’s confession and the whore’s sweet alibi
A baby in the oven dead long before she opens up her eyes
And if I could then I’d believe you
But that gets harder each and every day
And the crowd yells out oh Maria
You’re much too young to throw your life away
Oh Maria, I see you in my dreams
And the only time you appear is to rip me from the seams
So it’s nice to know you but I just can’t stay
Lying don’t come easy but god damn me for trying to explain
And if I could then I’d believe you
But that gets harder each and every day
And the crowd yells out oh Maria
You’re much too young to throw your life away
Up all night on spliffs and cheap tequila
Poor your heart out underneath the stars
And when I wake I’ll scream out oh Maria
Thanks so much for tearing me apart
Maria, Maria how the years have passed
And all that’s left between us is this feeling of collapse
As you grow further and I grow weak
But if we were together I’m not sure if it would change anything
A fool will sit and count his freedoms
As all the hows and whys fly through the air
Really you just miss your sweet Maria
And the worst part is she never even cared
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Leviathan
04:20
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Outside of hell the city scape still melts and the dead all wait in line for bread and soup
Don’t be alarmed envision what you are is a mouse in a maze or a man in a hollow cube
They reconstruct everything you love so nothing of significance is left
Stuck in the middle my thoughts are artificial and it makes me feel like killing all of them
A 2 way mirror full of dread and fear and I have nothing positive to say
So I just sit and bask in my confidence I will be relieved of it one day
The demons vote on who will get my soul well I hope it goes to he who has no friends
Trapped in a vortex of undeserved importance as the damned decay in waves of happiness
They play your song yes this what you want to dance alongside the skeletons and clay
Tied up in knots will a belly full of rot and it’s a rot that slowly eats your life away
Inside the gates I can feel my faith dwindle with my sanity and hope
And I’ve made friends with Leviathan he hollowed out my flesh and built a holy relic with my bones
The hopeless age yet still they come to pray to a god beyond all reasoning and time
Behold the devil below your holy threshold waiting for a lowly sacrifice
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Lucifer
03:37
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My mind is halfway down the river but my body hasn’t moved an inch
This is where they cast away the sinners but it’s far too late for any of us to be born again
Progress needs no introduction the only hope is to burn out with the sun
Today all humans are disgusting come tomorrow I still feel the same because I hate everyone
So let the bible burn inside the furnace and watch the preacher drop down on both knees
Because there is no use in trying to be perfect when I know that that old devil always has a hold on me
And Lucifer rises in the distance, ripping through the belly of a child
We call this the war of all religion pick your side because the blood of Christ is running down the Nile
Watch the Christians skimming through the pages trying oh so hard to find the end
But now that they have seen the face of Satan they all know that there ain’t no heaven waiting for the dead
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Poor grandmother and her tortured kin
Their eyes of wonder flood her oxygen
And her days are numbered and her bones are frail
Said death awaits under the rumbling rails
Every time I sit and watch the trains roll by I think about all the old times
When life was simple and the price was fair
And that old railroad would take you anywhere
It’s worthless living with no elbow room
Now I am sickened by the thought of you
Stop and listen to the days drag past
You’ll end up wishing you were built to last
Every time I sit and watch the trains roll by I think about all the old times
When life was simple and the price was fair
And that old railroad would take you anywhere
Wake up early just to feel the sun
You’re dead and surly before the day is done
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