1. |
Homage (Intro)
03:19
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(unintelligible)
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2. |
Only U
01:29
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let's go back to all the time we wasted
i'm brand new
you are too
let's hide away
cover up each other
let's go miles away
only you, only you
don't mind me
i'm just apologizing over and over
don't love me
i'm just a friend
you ain't no lover
and i never got no letter from you
but i never wrote no letter for you too
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3. |
Something I Need
01:18
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i'm not tryna see you
i know you're something i need though
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4. |
Thunder
03:17
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i was still when i went back to where i came from
in those eyes i watched my body throw a tantrum
if you share you know they'll care, aimless direction
but when i grew up i walked into the sanctum
swimming in her head
thought i'd hit a wall
flailing my arms
gonna watch me go under
panorama falls
think i'll have to tread
cause baby's under stress
i can hear the thunder
two by two we pass through them so indirectly
since our age they've lived inside their ptsd
it's the gate that opens with its creaking metal
bringing us a knowledge that ties us together
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5. |
Home Remedy
01:21
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can't get away from myself
gotta find a new home remedy
no one seems too worried bout my health
but i don't know what to believe
i even tried changing my diet
the therapist thought i was lying
i called you at 3am crying
but your service was bad
i don't know what to do
i just want you
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calloused fingers touch the raindrops on the windowsill
thanks for nothing haunts my head again like something real
box of letters stained with love and found them crushed or folded
i know now it was words you wrote that made it golden
all my patience
the things i waited through
let myself turn to a ghost and into someone new
angel in the house of fog, you look like solitude
older than me by a few, a useless interlude
got poetic for a night and talked about what's sacred
drank like way too much and left the words untranslated
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your combat boots with steel toes
your flower tattoo somehow grows
so sorry that i'm permanent to you
i'd slit my throat to stop singing to you
i'd cut my hands off, stop writing bout you
a brain that's never seen no rest
you close your eyes and wait for death
but sadly nothing's permanent to you
i'd cut my legs off, stop running to you
i'd shoot myself to stop thinking bout you
i'd drown myself to stop burning for you
i'd kill myself to stop living for you
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8. |
Part of the Room
03:04
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hold my hand again
it was real nice i liked it a lot
be my friend again
it was comforting i liked it a lot
i'm always on your mind
at least that's what our one mutual friend tells me
i can't rethink my thoughts
but fuck i guess i'll rearrange them a lot
i'll stack em on top of one another and i'll shift em side to side
till they're jumbled enough for me to look in your eye
and just say what i've been trying to say thru these songs
it's enough i'm enough you're enough
let's move on
i can't unhear your voice
asking me why i wear those jeans
i can't unhear the noise
keeping me from falling asleep
never thinking twice
always definitively loving you
we hung photos on the wall
now they're just a part of the room
take em down and
stack em on top of one another and i'll shift em side to side
till they're jumbled enough for me to look in your eye
and just say what i've been trying to say thru these songs
it's enough i'm enough you're enough
let's move on
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9. |
Forever Friend
04:17
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my forever friend
don’t you know that i’m just trying to pretend
even though you’re something permanent
even though you’re kinda everything
i had a lot of wine tonight
i’m feeling good, i hope you’re holding tight
i hope you’re feeling fine tonight
my forever friend, forever mine
cause who was i to notice?
our hands were making shapes
cast a light, paint the walls, write our names
where was i with morning
but flying back away
roaring down and i'm your castaway
outlining your silhouette
draw it on the wall so i don't forget
couple words by myself i wrote
you're in it i think i'm not sure read it close
you're all that i appreciate
you're written out so you can make a change
but since you're nothing new to me
i'll swallow it before it passes through my teeth
cause who was i to notice?
our hands were making shapes
cast a light, paint the walls, write our names
where was i with morning
but flying back away
roaring down and i'm your castaway
the backs that i once hung to
are the ones that i don't see
and the hands that i once clung to
are the ones that broke me free
i'm not tryna be your everything
i'm just trying to be
but the graveyard's almost full
and it's calling out for me
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10. |
Wannabe (Outro)
01:57
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i wanna be mine
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Renny Conti Brooklyn, New York
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