1. |
Better Days
03:37
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I never even knew that it existed yesterday
but here we are and what can i say?
I wasn’t laughing at the look on your face
I wasn't sensing any kind of disgrace
I’m expecting
I’m waiting
Anticipating
And salivating
I think we all know now the deep state that I’m in
If I was a betting man i’d only want to win
I wasn’t looking at the laughter in your eyes
I was blinded by the brilliance of your lies
I’m expecting
I’m waiting
Anticipating
And salivating
I wasn't arming myself with mace
I didn't cry about the race
I wouldn't call it “just a phase”
I just hoped that this might lead to better days
I’m expecting
I’m waiting
Anticipating
And salivating
I wasn't arming myself with mace
I didn't cry about the race
I wouldn't call it “just a phase”
I just hoped that this might lead to better days
It felt like running in a maze
I couldn’t see through the haze
I wouldn't call this “just a phase”
Yes I hoped that this might lead to better days
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2. |
Tearing Up
04:03
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3. |
I Was a Child Model
02:38
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I was a child model and I had a lot of fun
I was a child model and my mom never explained it to me
I was a child model and I got to wear cool clothes but I couldn't keep them
I was a child model and I never saw the money
I was a child model and my friends were jealous of me
I was a child model and people told me I looked good
I was a child model and I hung out with older people
I was a child model and I traveled a lot
I was a child model and sometimes I called in sick at school so I could make photo shoots
I was a child model and I didn't really get a choice in the matter
I was a child model and my pictures were in department store magazines
I was a child model and sometimes I wish I could go back
I was a child model and I could smoke cigarettes but not eat twinkies
I was a child model and I still have body issues
I was a child model
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4. |
3 Quarters
05:25
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Back in this place again
Flashing lights and sirens
In a straight line
Between dreams and lies
I swear I'll win someday
Three quarters
Is not much to go on
In your cathode ray playground
But I'll play til it's all gone
Sunken eyes, shortened breath
My intentions are intense
You twist the path
Til I can't see the end
I swear I'll win someday
Three quarters
Is not much to go on
In your cathode ray playground
But I'll play til it's all gone
Three quarters
Is not much to go on
In your cathode ray playground
Give me one last chance
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5. |
To Die on This Hill
04:04
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I'd give an arm to die on this hill
Pay for a limb with a soul
while the market moves so fast
it's tough to keep up
I'd buy a bridge to die on this hill
one that meets me at my doorstep
and carries me away
into the dark
I'd walk a mile to die on this hill
strewn with bits of bottles
projectile carelessness
crunching under foot
Which hill it is I don't care
But the people who do pay my bills
Hungry mouths open for more
Of the same old pills
Never enough
Never enough
Swallow more
Anything to know a secret
To be smarter than your friends
Pay me for the privilege
to pretend
I'd wait an age to die on this hill
Swaddled, suited, shrouded
Soaked in rage and draped in flags
Collecting a paycheck
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6. |
Between Never and Now
02:31
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7. |
Drink with the Devil
04:58
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he got a nasty cigar burn
in the middle of his lap
it dropped right out of his mouth
on his first heart attack
no easing up on the pedal
who cares to paint inside the lines
no pinky up with the royals, he'd say,
I'd rather sleep between the pines
the doctor warned about his heart
said the day could come quickly
he swallowed the news with ice cream
and washed it down with some whiskey
it was the middle of the summer
when he reaped what he'd sown
clutching his heart behind the wheel
as his car veered off the road
no time for smelling the flowers
who cares to bail out the vessel
no sipping tea with the living, he'd say,
I'd rather drink with the devil
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8. |
Miss Lovely Eyes
04:05
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a guest at every party
lodging in every home
hanging on every streetlight
I never feel alone
oh
miss lovely eyes
they don't notice you
but I do
between your cute pastiches
you tell such sordid stories
when you're in private spaces that
comes with the territory
so many implicated
it's not appreciated
oh
miss lovely eyes
they don't believe you
but I do
document our history
expose us for the world to see
and still there are the ones of us
who refuse to believe
you know your world through pictures
shot through a single lens
why then should you suspect
the pictures from your friends
oh
miss lovely eyes
they don't appreciate you
but I do
document our history
expose us for the world to see
and still there are the ones of us
who refuse to believe
I used to think all it would take
is to see through others' eyes
But that notion has left me
If we trust only what we like
What good can come from proof
Or passionate testimony?
document our history
expose us for the world to see
and still there are the ones of us
who refuse to believe
document our history
expose us for the world to see
and still there are the ones of us
who refuse to believe
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10. |
One Minute Closer
01:35
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every day is the end of the world
another chance to make things right
another lost opportunity hurled
into the teeth of night
every hour is the end of the world
I just can’t say the things I need to
to you, and I don’t know if you
even want me to
we’re one minute closer
and light years farther apart
oh my heart
we’re one minute closer
but we still didn’t even start
oh my heart
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Moody Vermin Los Angeles, California
Moody Vermin are a progressive rock collective comprised of longtime internet collaborators who have never met in real life, but who share questions and concerns about modern society. They also exude naturally intense rock energy.
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