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Soooooooo...
03:28
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So, when’s the time that we start burning shit?
I don’t know but I know that it’s gotta be quick
Winter’s coming and there’s a whole lotta folks that need to feel warm
I know that everything feels rather dark
But I think that there’s gonna be some sort of spark
If we can’t wait for the change, let’s make it ourselves
Warm our hands by the fire and start to rebuild
No, I refuse to stop crackin jokes
The day you wont crack a smile is the day you lose hope
Find the small things to laugh at
Just to get through the day
I know it’s hard, but there’s no other way
I love you so fucking much that it hurts
I hope that you know just how much you’re worth
It’s okay to give yourself some time to be sad
But please don’t let that sadness be all that you have
We are gonna save the whole goddamn world
Because there’s something much better to build
When it’s all said and done
And the battles are won
I’ll hold you real close, and make you feel warm
I don’t wanna say I don’t know anymore
No, I won’t say I don’t know anymore
I don’t wanna say I know anymore
No, I won’t say I don’t know
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2. |
Safety
01:49
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There’s nothing safer than some danger
Nothing happier than stress
Just enough to get up
And keep me out of bed
Take the mattress away
I’ll still sleep for a week
Unless I keep moving
Unless I decay
I am the buzzing in your brain
When you’re coming down again
Like a motor with no starter
A theoretical machine
Light me up, take me out
Show me off, make me proud
I’m so eager to please
Yeah, you know what I mean
It’s so stupid that I’m smart
Who gave me the controls
Who said I’ll do fine
When they brought me to this world
Take a hint, it gets better
When you’re off the beaten path
And make sure you forget you can always go back
I wish that I was clever
And I wish the art I made
Wasn’t dripping with irony
And mostly all fake
At least that’s what I tell
all my family and friends
I don’t want them to worry
That I want to be dead
It’s been 23 years
Since I wasn’t alive
It’s a personal record
Thanks for letting me try
I’m by no means the best
But I ain’t dead just yet
Have some faith in me, please
Let’s see what happens next
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3. |
Pity Fuck Your Guilt
02:52
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Hey, I’m glad that you're alive
I’m glad that you’re okay
I’m glad you’re feeling fine
And I guess I’m
Still writing shit like this
Still writing songs about you
After all this time
I don’t wanna be bleak
But every time I think
Of you I start to weep
And they tell me it’s because
I’m much better than I was
But I don’t
Think that I believe them yet
Hey, I guess I’m gettin’ better
I guess I can let go
Of the guilt inside my chest
I’m not sayin that I’m perfect
Not even that I’m good
I’m just accepting and moving on
I’m not saying that I’m perfect
Not even that I’m good
I’m just accepting and moving on
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4. |
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Well, what can I say?
Well, it was bound to happen anyway
Oh, here we go again
Oh, here we go again, my friends
We’re sounding the alarm
Making promises, intent to harm
You’re not above it all
When the sky begins to fall
Make houses out of cells
Grow floral fauna inside ourselves
We need a time to act
Just as long as there’s no chance of that
Oh, Take all of your time
And we’ll ease your troubled mastermind
The safety’s in the skin
And the flesh will help you win!
I don’t wanna say goodbye
I don’t wanna tell you why x4
Well, what can I say?
Well, it was bound to happen anyway
Oh, here we go again
Oh, here we go again, my friends
Make houses out of cells
Grow floral fauna inside ourselves
We need a time to act
Just as long as there’s no chance of that
We’re sounding the alarm
Making promises, intent to harm
You’re not above it all
When the sky begins to fall
Oh, Take all of your time
And we’ll ease your troubled mastermind
The safety’s in the skin
And the flesh will help you win!
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5. |
TW: Poppers
02:26
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I hate that I still think about you
I hate that I can’t get you out of my head
I hate that it’s been four fucking years
And I hate that you’re not fucking dead
You’re the one who did everything
So why am I stuck with all the pain
I don’t want to see your fucking face
Why do I see your fucking face
It’s not fucking fair what happened to me
It’s not fucking fair that you got off scot free
If I knew where you lived you’d be already dead
Bleeding out on that fucking bed
That fucking night replays in her mind
In fucking 4K every detail so fine
Don’t mention that word, and don’t try to top her
No one makes trigger warnings for poppers
You’re the one who did everything
So why am I stuck with all the pain
I don’t want to see your fucking face
Why do I see your fucking face
It’s not fucking fair what happened to me
It’s not fucking fair that you got off scot free
If I knew where you lived you’d be already dead
Bleeding out on that fucking bed
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6. |
The Heckoning
03:53
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These itchy feet encased in boots keep fuckin with my head
All I want to do is leave, leave all of it behind
But a pack rat doesn’t do when your world is on your back
And manifests of sentiment won’t do well to stay so static
I’ve got posters in a box to hang on walls that I don’t have
I’ve got books I haven’t read takin space in not my living room
A fucker of a desktop, shared creations shared emotions
It’s a whirlwind of it’s temporary but so is everything else
Dip my feet in streams of consciousness
Make fungi out of friends
Take a look around you, man
Nothing ever tends to end
It’s a battle for the valid
Where the customer is wrong
But only cause the dollar doesn’t stop where it belongs
Take the rest with you
Oh take it all away
Take some time to walk around
And witness the decay
There’s answers in the questions
If you’d listen where you look
Fuck a place to sleep
I need to make a motherfucking scrapbook
I wonder if my mother knows when I’m gonna die
I wonder if she’ll bury me or if I’m the one that cries
Take a look around you, man
Nothing tends to end
It’s a whirlwind of its temporary but so is everything else
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7. |
It's Going To Be Okay
03:22
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8. |
Easy
04:15
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Why don’t we take a walk?
You can choose the streets that we turn on
Why don’t we take a swim?
Your top looks better off (It does)
The stars are out tonight
They twinkle in the windows as we walk by
Are you feeling alright?
Well, I’m feeling just fine
Come here and get warm
I know that everything’s so very hard
But you make loving easy
Yeah, loving you is easy
I’ll meet you in the middle
Or actually I’ll just come to you
No, I don’t mind the travel
You’re a wonderful excuse (It's good to see you)
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If home is where the heart is then I guess I’ll live wherever my chest rests
Different roads to different homes, but none of them I call my own
I wonder what it’s like to know where you belong
I wonder what it’s like to know you aren’t wrong
This river’s flowing softly past my feet and I don’t know where it ends
I might just jump in and find my self in a place I’ve never been
But, oh, I suppose a freight train's dry and works just the same
But oh, I don’t know if I’ll ever see you again
And oh, I don’t know, what the cards hold
But oh, I suppose, I can’t just sit here, getting old
It’s time for me to go
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10. |
Our Turn
04:16
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The notion of devotion breeds a simple plan to die
At the hands of all our errors, no one has to feign surprise
For the time will come again when we try to make amends
And by then, we’ll have blackened out the sky
Oh the haves attempt escape, but without us, they won’t get far
How can you grow your own food if you can’t drive your own five cars?
For the propaganda isn’t on the tele anymore
And the revolution’s come to your front door
Oh, the people they will sing songs of woe and ecstasy
As the pillars topple down, and make way for you and me
Oh, the flags will all be burned, and we’ll finally get our turn
To fuck it up, yeah we’ll die on our own terms
All the hobos riding freight through what used to be called states
They’ll spread stories of collectives where there’s not an empty plate
Where no binary prevails, no more classes, no more jails
And there’s hospitals, all free of charge or wait
The borders won’t exist, for no nations will persist
And there won’t be any money for elections to be fixed
No economy in sight, fuck a buck, let’s do this right
Yes, To everyone according to their need!
Oh, the people they will sing songs of woe and ecstasy
As the pillars topple down, and make way for you and me
Oh, the flags will all be burned, and we’ll finally get our turn
To fuck it up, yeah we’ll die on our own terms
Now I know this song lacks nuance and perspectives not my own
And a land that wasn’t claimed long before me to make home
It’s a nice thought of a future that I probably won’t see
But that doesn’t mean I won’t fight to be free!
Oh take a look around you, fuck, we’re probably gonna die
Unless we take the world by storm and shoot some leaders in the eye
Now I know you don’t want blood but it’s already in the street
It’s been painted by the bullets from their armies and police
It’s been signed by politicians bought by capital and greed
It’s been spilled by theocratic presidential nominees
It’s what’s pumping through the hearts of every person on this earth
And if we do nothing, then she’s gonna fucking burn
Oh, the people they will sing songs of woe and ecstasy
As the pillars topple down, and make way for you and me
Oh, the flags will all be burned, and we’ll finally get our turn
To fuck it up, yeah we’ll die on our own terms!
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Flower Crown Me A Queen Denver, Colorado
Hi we're a couple of queerdos that write songs that are punk and folk and everywhere in between. Fuzzed out violins, fast paced guitars, singing our hearts out. Learning to wield hope like a baseball bat <3
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