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Everybody Here Hates You

Other – one. Everybody Here Hates You

I feel stupid, I experience useless, I feel insane
I feel toothless, homo y'all're ruthless, oh…yeah
i become to Loving Hut, i become my hair cutting, i experience the aforementioned
i feel putrid, i'm getting used to it, these days

yous said, "it's but in your caput
they're probably thinking
the same matter"

i'm haemorrhage, yous're leaving, i feel foreign
you been distant, you seem different than yesterday
everybody hurts, everybody breaks, n everybody fades

we're gonna tell everyone information technology'due south ok
we're gonna tell everyone it's ok

y'all said, "it'south only in your head
they're probably thinking
the same thing"

How To Boil An Egg

Other – one. How To Boil An Egg

All my wearing apparel in milk crates, I don't sleep for days.

Wait until the letter'south reddish until my bills get paid.

Aw tell me, tell me, tell me, when'due south it gonna change?

Every forenoon I feel more useless than before.

Trying hard to see the point in anything at all.

Aw I've been trying, I've been trying really difficult.

Pull yourself together.

Pick myself apart.

Nada lasts for never so exist withal my haemorrhage center.

Aw I've been dreaming, dreaming of a make new outset.

You accept a swell affluence of axes there to grind.

Remember some people have real bug next fourth dimension you whine.

Oh hang the washing, hang the washing on the line.

Yes I've been trying, I've been trying actually hard.

Aw tell me, tell me, tell me when'southward information technology gonna change.

Let It Go

Other – 1. Let It Go

What time do yous usually wake up?
Depends on what fourth dimension I slumber
Technicolour rainbow horror
Sweet dreams

Proceed on rolling on the impulse
Ignore backstage lethargy and
All those obligations lost in
Reverie

You've gotta permit information technology go
Before information technology takes y'all over
Eastern standard open G
Transpacific malady and
At-home is more than conducive to the
Remedy

Speckled sunlight on my freckles
Salty water curls my hair
Run the race at your own step
You'll go at that place

What comes first - the chorus or the verse?
I'1000 a bit blocked at the moment
They say the more yous learn the less that
You know

Yous've gotta let information technology go
Before it takes yous over
You lot've gotta let it go
Before it takes you over
Yous've gotta let it go
Before it takes you lot over
You lot've gotta allow it go
Before information technology takes you over

On Script

Other – one. On Script

On script every night
Similar a well-rehearsed stage show
Wet your lips, it won't take long
To break this old behavior

Wings clipped, no need to fly
What, do you think that you're special?
No reflex, it's but a bend of the elbow
I know it's getting one-time

Nondescript, every dark
Similar a well-versed go well menu
Barely dressed, and I just might
Have you lot up on your offer, yep

Pickles From The Jar

Other – i. Pickles From The Jar

I say dance, you say dance.

I say France, you say France.

You're from Adelaide, I'm from Hobart.

I say Hugh, you say Grant.

I say pot, you say constitute.

You're from Adelaide, I'm from Hobart.

We couldn't be more than opposite if we tried.

Oh, chalk and cheese, we rarely run into eye to eye.

I am impaired, y'all are smart.

Nosotros are fifteen years apart.

Yous're from Adelaide, I'm from Mars.

I say ooh, you say aah.

I am careful, you like scars.

I similar pickles from the jar.

We couldn't be more contrary if nosotros tried.

Oh, chalk and cheese, nosotros rarely see middle to center.

I say You lot, you say Am I.

Y'all like mornings, I like nights.

I'll love you till the day I die.

You lot say Christopher, I say Walken.

Yous dearest, I love Christopher Walken!!!

I approximate at least we have got one thing in common.

Small Talk

Other – 1. Small Talk

exercise y'all have whatever siblings?
i got a blood brother, Blake, he'south four years older than me
(n i estimate he ever volition exist)
yeah he'southward clever and he'due south got a cool girlfriend (hey Hayley)
aw but await, now that they're engaged soooooo
i promise they take kids and so i tin can exist a cool aunty

i'm waiting here for you
i'chiliad waiting here for you
what'd you think of the ultimate ending?
i fast forward, get busy pretending that i've seen everything.
can i go you lot annihilation? a soda? Campari? with lemon? you lot got it.
i got better things to do than shave my legs, my pits, oh yeh..

i'grand waiting here for yous
i'thousand waiting here for you

i'g looking 'cross the room n hoping that you're lookin too..
exercise you lot take any siblings?
you got a sister yeh she's a detective,
well i bet she'south got some skilful stories.
i gotta go only i hope we can keep in affect
i similar very much being hither with you
merely you see, all this small talk is killin' me

i'one thousand waiting here for you
i'm waiting here for you
i'm looking 'cantankerous the room n hoping that yous're lookin too.. etc

Three Packs A Day

Other – ane. Three Packs A 24-hour interval

I'yard down to 3 packs a twenty-four hours of Mi Goreng I can't explicate it.

Tin can't wait for you to go abroad cos i just crave that meagre taste yep.

Boil information technology up, water in the bucket.

In a cup, drink information technology from a silvery spoon.

That MSG tastes good to me, i disagree with all your warnings.

And it can't exist truthful that they use mucilage to continue the noodles stuck together.

Two minutes seems like a life-fourth dimension.

Burn my tongue, patience is a virtue.

I'1000 down to three packs a mean solar day,

I sneak abroad to detect a kettle.

I withdraw from all my friends and their dinner plans, I'm sick of lentils.

Boil it up, h2o in the bucket.

In a cup, potable it from a argent spoon.

It's no good, it'due south no good, you say it's no healthy.

Elevator Operator

Sometimes I Sit and Retrieve, and Sometimes I Merely Sit down – 1. Elevator Operator

Oliver Paul, twenty years old, thick caput of hair worries he'south going bald.

Wakes up at a quarter by nine, fare evades his mode down the 96 tram line.

Breakfast on the run again, he's well aware he's dropping soy linseed Vegemite crumbs everywhere.

Feeling ill at the sight of his calculator he dodges his way through the Swanston commuters.

Rips off his tie, hands it to a homeless man, sleeping in the corner of a Metro passenger vehicle stand.

He screams "I'm not going to piece of work today! Gonna count the minutes that the trains run late. Sit on the grass edifice pyramids out of Coke cans."

Headphone wielding to the Nicholas Building, he trips on a pothole that'south not been filled in.

He waits for an elevator, 1 to nine, a lady walks in and waits past his side.

Her heels are high and her handbag is snakeskin.

Pilus pulled so tight you tin can come across her skeleton.

Vickers perfume on her breath, a tortoise-shell necklace betwixt her breasts.

She looks him up and down with a Botox frown, he's well used to that look by now.

The elevator dings, and they awkwardly step in, their fingers touch on the rooftop push… "Don't jump little boy, don't leap off that roof, you've got your whole life ahead of you y'all're still in your youth, I'd give anything to have pare like you!"

He said, "I call back you're projecting, the manner that you're feeling, I'm not suicidal just idling insignificantly. I come up up here, for perception and clarity, I like to imagine I'k playing Sim City. All the people look like ants from up hither, and the air current's the simply traffic you tin can hear"

He said, "All I ever wanted to exist was an Elevator Operator can you help me please?!" ... "Don't jump little boy, don't leap off that roof, y'all've got your whole life ahead of you y'all're however in your youth, I'd give anything to accept peel like you!"

Hopefulessness

Tell Me How You Really Experience – 1. Hopefulessness

Yknow what they say
No one'southward built-in to detest
We learn information technology somewhere along the mode.

Take your broken heart
Turn information technology into art
Can't accept information technology with you, tin can't take information technology with y'all

(I don't wanna, I don't wanna know)

Empty bottle dejection
Sleepin' dissimilar rooms
Hardly a maverick
Lesser than average

Your vulnerability is stronger than it seems
Yknow it's okay to have a bad twenty-four hours

(I don't wanna, I don't wanna know)

Just get this one done, so you tin can move along
Tin't take it with you, can't have it with you
Yknow what they say, no one'southward born to hate
Getting louder at present, getting louder now

Out Of The Woodwork

The Double EP: A Sea of Split Peas – i. Out Of The Woodwork

I was busy underwater seeing how long I could hold my breath.

A drowning flower caught my eye and I had to come on up for air.

Only because you're older than me, doesn't mean you have to exist then condescending.

I still see the same things that you see, I'1000 a trivial shady on my history.

I am normally pretty forgiving but just if yous are.

She's so easy.

I noticed you stopped talking to me, now you're talking to me all the time.

Practise you know yous're no good at listening?

Simply yous're really good at saying everything on your mind.

It must be tiring trying so difficult, to look like you're not actually trying at all.

I estimate if you're afraid of aiming also loftier, then you lot're not really gonna have too far to autumn.

I am normally pretty forgiving simply only if you lot are.

She'southward and then like shooting fish in a barrel.

Climb aboard the wagon when information technology comes on through.

Jump up on your equus caballus and tell me how's the view.

Look over my shoulder when I talk to you.

Where's the more than important person in the room?

Rae Street

Things Take Time, Take Time – one. Rae Street

In the morning I'm slow. I drag a chair over to the window. And I watch what'due south going on. A garbage truck tiptoes forth the road. Light a candle for the suffering. Ship my best wishes with the wind. All our candles, hopes n prayers, though well-meaning they don't mean a thing, unless we see some modify. I might modify my sheets today.

Well fourth dimension is money and money is no human being'southward friend. And all eyes on the pavement, I'm not gonna touch ya don't worry so much nigh it.

The twenty-four hours begins to shine. The parent teaches the kid how to ride the bike wobbles side to side. Two dogs entangle, everybody smiles. The pair across the street; ane'south upward the ladder and one's on their knees, painting the faded brick. What's the point, information technology looks fine from up here.

Well time is coin and money is no man'south friend. And all eyes on the pavement, I'm non gonna touch ya don't worry and so much nigh it. I'thousand just waiting for the mean solar day to go dark.

Side by side door the kids run amok. The female parent screams "don't yous always close-up?" And there's i thing I know; the sunday will ascent today and tomorrow. We got a long, long way to go.

Well fourth dimension is money and money is no man's friend. And all eyes on the pavement, I'k not gonna affect ya don't worry so much nigh it. I'm merely waiting for the 24-hour interval to become nighttime.

Smooth those shoes n mow those lawns, permit's get back to normal. Lay it all on the table, you seem and so stable, but you're merely hanging on. Let go that expectation, modify the station, find out what out what you desire.

Pedestrian At Best

Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Only Sit – 2. Pedestrian At Best

I love you I detest you I'm on the debate it all depends whether I'chiliad up I'1000 downwards I'm on the mend transcending all reality.

I like you lot despise y'all admire you what are nosotros gonna practice when everything all falls through?

I must confess I've made a mess of what should exist a small success just I digress at to the lowest degree I've tried my very all-time I guess.

This that the other why even carp, it won't be with me on my decease bed, but I'll still be in your head.

Put me on a pedestal and I'll but disappoint you.

Tell me I'thousand exceptional I promise to exploit you.

Give me all your money and I'll make some origami, beloved.

I think you're a joke but I don't find you lot very funny.

My internal monologue is saturated analogue, Information technology's scratched and drifting, I've become attached to the thought information technology's all a shifting dream bitter sweet philosophy, I've got no thought how I even got here.

I'thousand resentful I'thousand having an existential time crisis, what bliss, daylight savings won't ready this mess.

Underworked and oversexed I must express my disinterest, the rats are dorsum within my head what would Freud have said?

Put me on a pedestal and I'll just disappoint you.

Tell me I'k exceptional I promise to exploit you.

Give me all your money and I'll brand some origami, honey.

I think you're a joke but I don't find you very funny.

I wanna wash out my head with turpentine and cyanide, I dislike this internal diatribe when I try to catch your heart I hate seeing y'all crying in the kitchen I don't know why information technology affects me like this when you're not fifty-fifty mine to consider.

Erroneous.

Harmonious.

I'm inappreciably sanctimonious.

Dingy wearing apparel, I suppose, we all outgrow ourselves.

I'm a false, I'm a phoney, I'g awake, I'yard alone, I'm homely, I'm a Scorpio.

Put me on a pedestal and I'll but disappoint y'all.

Tell me I'thou exceptional I hope to exploit you lot.

Requite me all your money and I'll make some origami, dearest.

I call back you lot're a joke only I don't detect y'all very funny.

City Looks Pretty

Tell Me How You Really Feel – ii. City Looks Pretty

The city looks pretty when y'all been indoors
For 23 days I've ignored all your phone calls.
Anybody'south waiting when you become dorsum abode
They don't know where yous been, why you gone then long.
Friends treat you lot like a stranger and
Strangers treat yous similar their all-time friend, oh well
Spare a thought for the ones that came earlier
All in a stupor angle backwards to reach your goal.

Sometimes I get deplorable
It'due south not all that bad
Ane mean solar day, possibly never
I'll come effectually

The metropolis takes pity on your injured soul
N heavenly prose own't plenty proficient to fill that hole.
Anybody'south soaked in antagonism
Information technology'southward vicious in winter, you never say what y'all hateful.
Friends treat you like a stranger and
Strangers treat you similar their best friend, oh well.
Wakin' upwardly to another dismal day
Y'all got a ways to go, you oughta be grateful.

Sometimes I get mad
It's not half every bit bad
Pull yourself together
Due north but calm down

I'll be what you want oh when you want information technology
Just I'll never exist what you need
And the urban center looks pretty from where I'thousand standing…

Don't Apply Compression Gently

The Double EP: A Body of water of Split up Peas – 2. Don't Apply Pinch Gently

Tell me what yous're thinking, what yous're thinking about.

Tell me when yous're finished maybe I'll come up around.

Had plenty to bring me all the way to the ground, I don't have to tell y'all what I'm thinking about.

You accept fabricated your bed, I know meliorate than to slumber in information technology.

Amend off dead than the hell that will become of information technology.

You have hurt my caput but I'm non denying that I did not bring it on myself.

I accept pieces of myself from everyone around me.

I'm not individual enough for you lot.

I replicate the people I admire but at least I'grand not biting and sad.

I may non be 100% happy just at to the lowest degree I'm not with you.

Sunfair Sundown

Things Have Fourth dimension, Take Time – 2. Sunfair Sundown

Oh what a day, and congrats on the keys to your identify. Y'all've escaped the rat race as they say. Now you're settling in for the stay anyway you lot got a blank slate to renovate.

Have it all. Yes yous reap what you sow and then information technology goes. What you put in the footing comes around when you don't even know what you lot're missing at all.

In a shock I tin can picture you whittling away, with such care with such patience and grace. And I smile when you say that you'll build me a table one day well, I'd be and then grateful.

Sometimes it's hard, getting lost yous say is a fine art. Put the map down and follow the stars. Shall nosotros leave? Are you sure? Let me take hold of my bag we can sneak out through the side door.

In the dark, are yous scared, did you hear those dogs bark? due north do yous always wonder what sets you apart? Polish the torch on the path, darling please don't let become of my arm.

When you sleep, are you warm, tin y'all feel my cold feet? Are you lot good, are you making ends meet? At the end of the 24-hour interval, you lot're awake with your thoughts and I don't want yous to be solitary, and I don't want you to be lone, aye I don't want y'all to exist alone, and I don't want yous to exist lonely.

An Illustration Of Loneliness (Sleepless In New York)

Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Just Sit – 3. An Illustration Of Loneliness (Sleepless In New York)

I lay awake at four, staring at the wall, counting all the cracks backwards in my best French.

Reminds me of a volume I skim read in a surgery, all near palmistry I wonder what's in store for me.

I pretend the plaster is the peel on my palms and the cracks are representative of what is going on.

I lose a breath, my dearest line seems entwined with death (could be a spider spider web)…I'grand thinking of you too.

I lay awake at three, staring at the ceiling.

It's a kind of off-white, maybe it's a cream.

There'southward oily balance seeping from the kitchen, it's art-deco-necromantic-chichi all the dinner plates are kitsch with Irish wolf-hounds, French baguettes wrapped loose around their necks, I think I'm hungry…I'chiliad thinking of you too.

I'1000 thinking of you too. I'g thinking of you too. I'grand thinking of y'all.

Wondering what yous're doing, what you're listening to, which quarter of the moon you lot're viewing from the bedchamber.

Watching all the movies, drinking all the smoothies, swimming at the pool…I'thousand thinking of you too.

I'm thinking of you likewise.

I'thousand thinking of you also.

I'thousand thinking of you too.

I'k thinking of you likewise.

I'm thinking of you.

Clemency

Tell Me How Y'all Really Experience – 3. Charity

At the end of every season I'm spent upward
Keep thinking this will be the ane.
Hesitation lingers till I'chiliad unreasonable
As if yous care, I know yous got your ain stuff going on

Y'all must be having so much fun
Everything'due south amazing
So subservient I make myself sick
Are y'all listening?

Can't we talk most information technology once we've slept?
When tin can nosotros, yeah tin we, work it out?
Meditation just makes yous more than strung out
I wish you had a guru to tell you to let information technology go, let it go

Y'all must exist having so much fun
Everything's amazing
And so subservient I make myself ill
Are you listening?

You don't take to pretend you're not scared
Everyone else is just every bit terrified every bit yous.
Medication but makes you more upset
I bet you got a lot to prove I know you're still the same

You must be having so much fun
Everything'south astonishing
So subservient I make myself sick
Are you lot listening?

Avant Gardener

The Double EP: A Bounding main of Split Peas – 3. Avant Gardener

I sleep in belatedly another day oh what a wonder oh what a waste.

It's a monday, it's then mundane, what exciting things will happen today?

The thou is total of hard rubbish it's a mess and I guess the neighbours must think we run a meth lab.

We should ammend that, I pull the sheets dorsum, it'southward forty degrees and i feel like i'thousand dying.

Life'southward getting hard in here then i do some gardening.

Annihilation to take my mind away from where information technology's sposed to be.

The dainty lady next door talks of light-green beds and all the nice things that she wants to institute in them.

I wanna grow tomatoes on the front steps.

Sunflowers, edible bean sprouts, sweetness corn and radishes.

I feel pro-active, i pull out weeds, all of a sudden I'm having trouble animate in.

My hands are shaky, my knees are weak, I can't seem to stand on my own two anxiety.

I'm breathing only i'm wheezing, experience like i'm emphysem-in'.

My throat feels similar a funnel filled with weet bix and kerosene and oh no, next affair i know they phone call up triple o.

I'd rather die than owe the hospital till I get erstwhile.

I get adrenalin direct to the middle, I feel similar Uma Thurman mail-overdosin' kick start.

Reminds me of the time when i was really ill and i had besides much psuedoefedryn and i couldn't slumber at night.

Halfway down high street, Andy looks ambivalent, he'southward probably wondering what i'm doing getting in an ambulance.

The paramedic thinks i'chiliad clever cos i play guitar.

I think she'south clever cos she stops people dying.

Anaphylactic and super hypo-condriactic, should've stayed in bed today I much prefer the mundane.

I take a hit from an asthma puffer.

I do information technology wrong.

I was never good at smoking bongs.

I'thou not that skillful at animate in.

Here'south The Matter

Things Accept Fourth dimension, Take Time – 3. Here's The Thing

Here's the thing, can't terminate thinking about y'all.
Yes I'chiliad writing, it'south the just thing that I know how to practise.

I don't know what to say, you're far abroad, I don't wanna be annoying.
I don't know what to say, yous're so far away, and I feel insecure.

The windowsill, is momentarily filled with sun.
N it's these small thrills, that get me through the day until the next one.

And I'm non agape of heights maybe I'thou just scared of falling.
And I'm not agape of heights maybe I'm merely scared of falling.

I'thou your man, mysterious at your command.
And it's understandable, that you're in such loftier demand, it's true.

I don't know what to do, looking like I'll never exit this room once more.
I don't know what to do, gonna write this letter to you that I'll never send.

Small Poppies

Sometimes I Sit and Remember, and Sometimes I Just Sit – 4. Small Poppies

I stare at the lawn it's Wednesday morning, it needs a cutting merely I'll leave information technology growing.

All different sizes and all shades of green, slashing it down merely seems kinda hateful.

In a fashion it's a shame you get away thinking it's just a game.

Who am I to deny myself a pawn for you to use? At the finish of the 24-hour interval it'due south a pain that I continue seeing your name but I'm sure it'south a bore beingness you.

I don't know quite who I am oh only homo I am trying.

I make mistakes until I get it right.

An eye for an eye for an middle for an eye, I don't agree with that why can't we just talk nice?

Oh the cataclysm I wanna go to slumber for an eternity…who am I to deny myself a pawn?

Oh the humanity I wanna disappear into obscurity…only I'm sure it'southward a diameter being you.

I don't know quite who I am oh only man I am trying.

I make mistakes until I get it right.

An middle for an heart for an heart for an eye, I used to hate myself but now I remember I'thou alright.

I don't know quite who I am oh but human I am trying.

I make mistakes until I get information technology right.

An eye for an eye for an eye for an heart, I dreamed I stabbed you lot with a coat hanger wire.

Demand A Little Fourth dimension

Tell Me How Y'all Actually Experience – 4. Need A Little Time

I don't know a lot about you just
You seem to know a lot nearly me then
I have a picayune time out, I take a little fourth dimension out

I'g sorry that I lost my patience
You deserve better it's true
I need a little time out
I demand a little fourth dimension out
From me
And you

Open up your insides bear witness us
Your inner most lecherous
I'll rip information technology out advisedly
I promise y'all won't feel a thing

Everybody wants to have their say
Forever waiting for some machine crash
I need a little time out
I need a picayune fourth dimension out
From me
And you

Shave your caput to encounter how it feels
Emotionally information technology'southward not that different
But to the hand it'south beautiful
(Yeah to the hand information technology'due south cute)

You seem to have the weight of the world
Upon your bony shoulders well hold on
You demand a little time out
You need a piddling time out
From you lot
And me

History Eraser

The Double EP: A Sea of Split up Peas – 4. History Eraser

I got drunk and fell asleep atop the sheets but luckily i left the heater on.

And in my dreams i wrote the best vocal that i've always written…can't call up how information technology goes.

I stayed boozer and barbarous awake and i was cycling on a airplane and far abroad i heard you say y'all liked me.

We drifted to a political party – cool.

The people went to high-sounding schoolhouse.

They made their paints past mixing acid wash and lemonade.

In my brain I re-arrange the letters on the page to spell your name.

I found an Ezra Pound and made a bet that if i constitute a cigarette i'd drop it all and ally y'all.

Just then a song comes on: "you can't always get what you want" – the Rolling Stones, oh woe is we, the irony!

The stones became the moss and in one case all inhibitions lost, the hipsters made a mission to the farm.

We drove by tractor there, the yellowish straw replaced our hair, we laced the dairy river with the cream of sweet vermouth.

In my brain I re-arrange the letters on the page to spell your proper name.

You said "we only live once" so we touched a niggling tongue, and instantly i wanted to…I lost my train of thought and jumped aboard the Epping as the doors were slowly closing on the globe.

I touched on and off and rubbed my arm up against yours and yet the inspector inspected me.

The lady in the roof was living proof that cypher really ever is exactly as it seems.

In my brain I re-arrange the messages on the page to spell your name.

Nosotros caught the river boat downstream and ended up beside a team of angry footballers.

I fed the ducks some krill then nosotros were sucked against our will into the welcome doors of the casino.

We drank green margaritas, danced with sweet senoritas, and we all went home every bit winners of a kind.

You said "i guarantee we'll have more than fun, drink till the moon becomes the sun, and in the taxi dwelling house i'll sing y'all a Triffids song!"

In my encephalon I re-conform the messages on the page to spell your name.

Before You Gotta Go

Things Take Time, Have Fourth dimension – 4. Before Y'all Gotta Become

Earlier you gotta go, go, go, go; I wanted yous to know, know, know, know; you're always on my mind, you're always on my mind. If something were to happen my dear, I wouldn't desire the terminal words y'all hear, to be unkind, to be unkind.

We got angry, said some careless things, who was wrong remains unclear.
Pride like poison. Ever keeping score. You don't have to slam the door.

Before you gotta go, go, get, go; I wanted y'all to know, know, know, know; yous're always on my heed, yous're always on my mind. If something were to happen my honey, I wouldn't desire the final words you hear, to be unkind, to be unkind.

Don't you know I'chiliad not your enemy, maybe permit's cutting out caffeine.
Tomorrow's too belatedly to reminisce, phone call me when you get this.

Before you gotta become, get, go, go; I wanted you to know, know, know, know; you're e'er on my heed, you lot're always on my mind. If something were to happen my dear, I wouldn't want the concluding words you lot hear, to be unkind, to be unkind.

Coin downward the drain,
Funny how things alter,
You got to get away,
Yeah I know and I don't blame you.

Depreston

Sometimes I Sit and Remember, and Sometimes I Simply Sit – v. Depreston

You said nosotros should look out farther, I guess it wouldn't hurt us.

We don't have to be around all these java shops.

Now we've got that percolator, never made a latte greater.

I'yard saving 20-three dollars a week.

We drive to a house in Preston, we see police absorbing a man with his hand in a pocketbook.

How's that for get-go impressions? This identify seems depressing.

Information technology's a "Californian bungalow in a cul-de-sac".

Information technology'southward got a lovely garden, a garage for 2 cars to park in ("or a lot of room for storage if you've just got ane").

And it'southward going pretty cheap you say? "Well information technology'due south a deceased estate….aren't the pressed metallic ceilings great?"

And then I see the handrails in the shower, a collection of those canisters for java, tea and flour, and a photo of a young man in a van in Vietnam.

And I can't think of floorboards anymore, whether the front room faces south or north, and I wonder what she bought it for.

(If y'all've got a spare half a meg, you lot should knock it downward and first rebuilding)

Nameless, Faceless

Tell Me How You lot Actually Feel – 5. Nameless, Faceless

Don't you have anything better to practise
I wish that someone would hug you
Must be alone
Being angry
Feeling over-looked.
Y'all sit alone at home in the darkness
With all the pent-up rage that yous harness
I'k real pitiful
Tour whatever happened to you

I wanna walk through the park in the dark
Men are scared that women volition laugh at them
I wanna walk through the park in the dark
Women are scared that men volition kill them
I hold my keys
Between my fingers

He said "I could eat a bowl of alphabet soup
And spit out better words than yous"
Only you didn't
Man you're kidding yourself if you call up
The world revolves around you
Yknow you lot got lots to give
Northward so many options
I'm real sorry
Bout whatever happened to you

I wanna walk through the park in the dark
Men are scared that women volition laugh at them
I wanna walk through the park in the dark
Women are scared that men will kill them

I hold my keys
Between my fingers
Get on tell me
You're just kidding
He said, she said
Nameless, faceless

David

The Double EP: A Sea of Split Peas – five. David

If you encounter me when I'm feeling down, I don't know if I want you effectually.

Don't desire you around…I don't really similar whatever of your friends, but it's not that hard for me to pretend.

Hard to pretend…Come up on Davey, permit's go found a tree.

You bring the spade, I'll bring the seeds. I'll bring the seeds…

Turning Green

Things Take Time, Take Fourth dimension – 5. Turning Green

You been effectually the world looking for the perfect daughter turns out she was just livin down the street, livin downwards the street. When you got the time can I become yous on the line? I want you to tell me everything, tell me everything. I never seen you so happy.

The trees are turning green n this springtime languor is kinda forcing you to see flowers in the weeds. When you lot got the time can I become yous on the line? I want yous to tell me everything, tell me everything. I never seen y'all so happy

I hear all your fears and they are understandable my friend. Why don't y'all let go of those ideas, they're never gonna serve you in the terminate.

Aqua Profonda!

Sometimes I Sit and Call back, and Sometimes I Just Sit – 6. Aqua Profonda!

I saw you in the lane side by side to me.

You were doing free-fashion.

And then you switched it effectually to a little bit of backstroke.

I couldn't see underneath your swimming cap but information technology appeared that you had dark coloured hair; perhaps it was blonde for all I know.

I had goggles on.

They were getting foggy.

I much prefer pond to jogging.

I tried my very best to print you, held my breath longer than I normally do.

I was getting dizzy.

My hair was moisture n frizzy.

Felt my muscles burn, I took a tumble-turn for the worse (information technology's a curse my lack of athleticism).

Sunk similar a stone.

Similar a first owners home loan.

When I came to, you lot and your towel were gone.

I'thousand Not Your Mother, I'm Not Your Bitch

Tell Me How You lot Actually Feel – 6. I'm Not Your Mother, I'm Not Your Bowwow

I'grand not your female parent, I'm not your bowwow
I hear you mutter, under your breath
Put upward or shut upward, it'south withal
Information technology'south withal, never modify, never change

I'thou not your mother, I'chiliad not your bitch
d-did I stutter, a picayune flake
sit downward n close up, it's all the same
information technology's still, never change, never change

I become nearly self-defensive
When I know I'm incorrect
Think we all can agree
I attempt my best to be patient
But I can only put upwardly with then much shit

I'm not your female parent, I'thou non your bitch
I hear you mutter, under your jiff
Put up or close up, it'southward nevertheless
It'south nevertheless, never change, never change

Anonymous Club

The Double EP: A Sea of Split Peas – half-dozen. Bearding Club

Allow'due south start an bearding club, we can sit close in the dark.

Come round to mine, we can swap clothes and drink wine all night.

Turn your phone off friend, y'all're among friends and we don't need no interruptions.

Get out your shoes at the door, along with your troubles.

Let's showtime an bearding club, I'll make u.s.a. name badges with question marks.

Come round to mine, nosotros tin swap clothes and beverage vino all night.

Turn your phone off friend, yous're amongst friends and we don't need no interruptions.

Leave your shoes at the door, along with your troubles.

Thank you for cooking for me, I had a really dainty evening, just you and me.

Have Information technology Solar day Past Mean solar day

Things Take Time, Take Time – 6. Take It Solar day Past Solar day

Take it day past 24-hour interval, you lot gotta put
One human foot in front of the other
Y'all'll get what you lot want,
I promise, simply don't surrender just yet,
Maybe tomorra
Could be time well spent, reflecting,
On all the piddling things you keep projecting,
On everybody that you're so obsessed with
Take a await at yourself

Tuesday nighttime I'yard checking in
But to see how y'all're going
Are you lot practiced are you eating
I'll phone call yous back next week

Don't stick that knife in the toaster
Baby life is like a rollercoaster
And there'south zilch wrong with getting older
Keep ane eye on the prize.
Don't surrender just all the same, y'all got it.
Don't worry your pretty footling caput,
Soon you'll exist in bed
Oh what a long, long day it'south been.

Tuesday nighttime I'm checking in
Just to meet how you're going
Are you good are you eating
I'll call y'all back next week

Dead Fob

Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I But Sit – 7. Dead Fox

Jen insists that nosotros buy organic vegetables and I must admit that I was a trivial skeptical at first; a little pesticide can't hurt?

Never having too much money I go the cheap stuff at the supermarket, but they're all pumped upwardly with shit, a friend told me that they stick nicotine in the apples.

If you can't see me I can't encounter you.

Heading down the Highway Hume somewhere at the cease of June.

Taxidermied kangaroos are littered on the shoulders.

A possum Jackson Pollock is painted on the tar.

Sometimes I call back a single sneeze could exist the stop of us, my hay-fever is turning up, just swerved into a passing truck.

Big business overtaking, without indicating; he passes on the right, been driving through the night to bring u.s.a. the all-time cost.

If you tin't encounter me I can't see you.

More people dice on the route than they do in the ocean, maybe we should mull over culling cars instead of sharks (or merely lock them up in parks where we can go and view them).

At that place's a bypass over Holbrook now, paid for with burgers no uncertainty, I've lost count of all the cows.

There'll exist no salad sandwiches. The law of averages says we'll stop in the next town where petrol price is down (what do I know anyhow?) If you tin't see me I can't see you.

Crippling Cocky Doubtfulness and a General Lack of Confidence

Tell Me How Y'all Really Feel – seven. Crippling Self Doubt and a Full general Lack of Conviction

Yeah they say whoever pays
The piper calls the tune
Allow's avoid the truth
Make y'all all feel special

Your desperation stinks
I can smell it on your breath
A certain absolut anosmic
Got yourself to blame for this

(Tell me how you really feel)

I don't know, I don't know anything
I don't owe, I don't owe anything

Your opinion ways a lot
Well tell me what'due south the utilize?
I never feel as stupid
Every bit when I'm around yous

And indecision rots
Like a purse of final weeks meat
And I guess it'south hard to keep
Everybody happy

(Tell me how you really feel)

I don't know, I don't know annihilation
I don't owe, I don't owe anything

Lance Jr.

The Double EP: A Sea of Split Peas – 7. Lance Jr.

I masturbated to the songs you wrote.

Resuscitated all of my hopes.

Information technology felt wrong but it didn't take too long.

Much appreciated are your songs.

Doesn't mean I like y'all homo.

It just helps me get to sleep.

And it's cheaper than Temazepam.

I under-estimated your intelligence.

A fiddling fleck of weed mixed with some sentiment.

Over-rated films marked 'Xxx' Come on play information technology with some tenderness.

If I Don't Hear From Yous Tonight

Things Have Time, Take Fourth dimension – 7. If I Don't Hear From You Tonight

Stars in the sky, are gonna die, eventually information technology's fine.
Only like a lonely satellite, drifting for a piddling while.
If I don't hear from yous tonight, if I don't hear from you lot tonight.

And it's and then quiet outside, with this curfew lullaby.
Is now an okay fourth dimension to, tell you that I similar you?
I wait for your reply, look for your reply.
If I don't hear from yous tonight, if I don't hear from you this night.

And I swear i'll never mention, this ever again.
Only now that I got your attention, I don't wanna bore the brains outta your head.

All my fears collided, when our mutual friend confided in me that
In that location's a ninety-nine pct chance that it'due south requited.
I read my bible left to right,
I fantasise I'1000 by your side.
I lay awake and wonder why,
I pray for rain and angels cry.
If I don't hear from you this night, if I don't hear from you tonight.

Babe I need reminding, I got feelings too.
And I tried my best to hide them, but I don't wanna hide anything from you.

Stars in the heaven, are gonna die, eventually it's fine.
Yknow that every morning I'm rising with you on my listen.
If loving you's a law-breaking, and so gimme those forepart page headlines,
across the land and worldwide, singing I won't requite upwards this time.

If I don't hear from you lot tonight,
I know you probably closed your eyes,
And everything volition be alright,
If I don't hear from y'all tonight,
If I don't hear from you tonight,
If I don't hear from you tonight,
If I don't hear from yous this night.

Nobody Really Cares If Y'all Don't Get To The Political party

Sometimes I Sit down and Think, and Sometimes I Just Sit down – 8. Nobody Really Cares If You Don't Go To The Party

Y'all always get what you lot desire and you don't even try.

Your friends hate it when it'due south always going your way, merely I'yard glad that you've that got luck on your side.

You're saying definitely peradventure.

I'grand proverb probably no.

You lot say you'll slumber when you're dead, I'm scared i'll die in my sleep, I guess that's not a bad way to go.

I wanna get out but I wanna stay home.

Why yous so eager to delight? I wear my heart on my sleeve.

Gets harder in the winter, gotta be a fake or shiver, Information technology takes a smashing deal out of me.

Yeah I similar hearing your stories, but I've heard them all before.

I'd rather stay in bed, with the rain over my head, than accept to pick my encephalon upward off of the floor.

I wanna leave just I wanna stay home.

Help Your Self

Tell Me How You Really Feel – 8. Help Your Cocky

Darkness depends on where you lot're standing
Spring the creek n watch the sunshine swim
You found inner peace in the inner north-due east.
Got a momentary bend
Gimme dreams upwardly-stream
Lower Dantian screaming

You lot got a lot on your plate
Don't permit it go to waste material
Humble but hungry
Demand validation

You catch the moon so carefully
Breath out, breath in
This tiger claw gets patient
Pull back n release.
The sign on the shelf says
"Please aid your cocky"
Won't you tell me something new
You're in melody with who surrounds y'all

Y'all got a lot on your plate
Don't allow it go to waste
Humble simply hungry
Need validation

You got a lot on your mind
Y'all know that half the time
It'due south just one-half as truthful
Don't permit it swallow you

Are You lot Looking Later Yourself?

The Double EP: A Sea of Split Peas – 8. Are You lot Looking Later on Yourself?

Are yous working hard my darling, we're so worried, always thinking of you lot and we just want you to be so happy, keep on going.

I don't want no ix to five, telling me that I'm alive and 'Homo, you're doing well!'

Have you got some money saved upwardly for those rainy days?

You should start some sort of trust fund just incase you neglect.

My friends play in bands, they are better than everything on radio.

Did yous come across that special on TV the other eve?

No my TV, it stopped working when nosotros got here (it's been four years).

Are yous eating? Yous audio then sparse.

I don't know what I was thinking, I should get a job.

I don't know what I was drinking, I should get a domestic dog.

Should go married, take some babies, watch the evening news.

Write A List of Things to Look Forward to

Things Take Time, Accept Time – viii. Write A Listing of Things to Look Frontward to

Nobody knows, why we keep trying, why we keep trying.
And so on information technology goes, I'm looking forward to the next letter of the alphabet that I'm gonna go from y'all.

A baby is born, as a man lay dying, equally a homo lay dying.
Then on it goes, I'g looking frontward to the next alphabetic character that I'm gonna get from y'all.

Sit abreast me, watch the globe burn, we'll never learn we don't deserve dainty things.
And we'll scream, self-righteously, we did our best but what does that even mean.

I'yard walking effectually, walking around.
With my head down, my caput down.
I'one thousand pushing away, I'm pushing away.
Yep I'm pushing abroad, pushing abroad.

Debbie Downer

Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I But Sit – 9. Debbie Downer

Tell me when you lot're getting bored and I'll leave.

I'k not the one who put the concatenation around your anxiety.

I'chiliad distressing for all of my insecurities, but it's simply part of me.

Envy is sparse because it bites but never eats.

That'due south what a nice one-time Spanish lady once told me.

Hey Debbie Downer turn that frown upside down and merely be happy.

I don't enquire too much of you, information technology's true, and I can't read your mind.

Don't stop listening I'm non finished nevertheless.

I'm non angling for your compliments.

I'm growing older every time I blink my eyes.

Boring, neurotic everything that I despise.

Nosotros had some lows we had some mids we had some highs.

Sell me all your golden rules and I'll run into if that'south the kind of person that I desire to exist.

If I'm not happy I'll be glad I kept receipts.

I won't enquire as well much of y'all, I used to wonder what to vesture.

Don't stop listening I'yard not finished even so, I'm non fishing for your compliments.

Walkin' On Eggshells

Tell Me How You lot Really Experience – 9. Walkin' On Eggshells

Earlier we get started I'll clean this up
No use drinkin' from a leakin' cup
Yknow what I mean?
Non really it seems

N when we get going' nosotros'll keep information technology sane
Modify is as practiced equally a vacation
I'one thousand not claimin' I'one thousand some patron saint

Say what you want
Don't got a lot
Oh just what I got
I'd give
It all away

Walkin' on eggshells gets tiring
Pullin' teeth, white knucklin'
North I don't wanna injure your feelings
So I say nothing

Sorta self-rightous my eye of gold
Only sit back, practice what you're told
If you lot spot information technology you got it
Well peradventure I got it too

(and it goes, and it goes, yeah it goes away…
say what y'all mean to say)

Say what y'all want
Don't got a lot
Oh but what I got
I'd give
Information technology all away

Say what you want
Don't got a lot
Oh only what you got
Yous'd throw
It all away

Scotty Says

The Double EP: A Sea of Split Peas – 9. Scotty Says

In my wallet is a photograph of you.

The day we split I ripped it in two.

Stuck it dorsum together with mucilage.

Tear my posters down from the wall.

Don't wanna worship no dead heroes.

Everything I owned I sold.

I got lost somewhere between hither and there, I'm non sure what the boondocks was chosen.

In my pocket is a bottle of blue.

Potable information technology when I'm feeling misconstrued.

Don't similar the taste just I like the overview.

I fabricated a lot of money in my days.

Spent it all on the current craze.

I don't come across no need to salve.

I got lost somewhere between here and in that location, I'one thousand non sure what the boondocks was called.

Splendour

Things Accept Time, Take Fourth dimension – nine. Splendour

I say, why are you ever leaving me?
You lot say, you're the i leaving me.
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no,
oh no I am really gonna miss yous.
Really gonna miss you.

Remember when nosotros watched that sunset?
Deep in the desert, on the cliff border.
Some day, and then shortly, I'll be seeing you
I'll be seeing you lot.

Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no,
oh no I am really gonna miss you lot.
Really gonna miss you.

Kim's Caravan

Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Simply Sit – ten. Kim'due south Caravan

Watermarks on the ceiling.

I can come across Jesus and he's frowning at me.

I run into a dead seal on the beach.

The old man says he's "already saved it three times this week. Guess it just wants to die?

I would wanna dice too (he said) "With people putting oil into my air just to be fair I've done my share guess everybody'south got their different point of view."

I was driving down sun set strip (Phillip Isle, not Los Angeles) Got me some hot chips and a absurd potable, took a sandy seat on the shore.

There's a paper on the ground, it makes my headache quite profound as I read it out aloud (It said) "The Keen Bulwark Reef it own't so cracking anymore, Information technology's been raped beyond conventionalities, the dredgers treat information technology similar a whore."

Drank till I was sinking, sank till I was thinking, that I'm thankful for this view.

Drank till I was sinking, sank till I was thinking, that I'k thankful for this view.

We either recollect that we're invincible or that we are invisible simply realistically we're somewhere in betwixt.

We all retrieve that we are nobody but everybody is somebody else's somebody.

Don't ask me what I really hateful, I am just a reflection of what yous really wanna see so have what you lot want from me.

So have what you want from me.

And so take what yous want from me.

And so have what y'all want from me.

Then take what y'all want from me.

Satellites on the ceiling, I can Jesus and she's smile at me.

All I wanna say is…

Sunday Roast

Tell Me How Yous Really Feel – 10. Sunday Roast

Don't come with your artillery swinging
Throw them effectually me
Some kind of sweet relief
I hope you never leave
It's notwithstanding to me

Merely bring yourself
You know your presence is
Present enough
I got a front end row seat
Information technology's all the same to me

I spend a lotta my time
Doin' a whole lotta nothing
I know you're doin' your best
I call up you're doin' just fine

I know information technology'due south been a long week
And now you're takin' your time
Some kindness goes around
Some kinda backfires
It's all the aforementioned to me

Ignore that voice
It puts you lot downward
Y'all make your choice
I'm hither for yous

It'southward all the same to me
I got a lot on my mind
Just I dunno how to say it
I know you're doin' your best
I think you're doin' just fine

Keep on keepin' on yknow you're not alone
And I know all your stories but I'll listen to them once again
And if you motility away yknow I'll miss your face
It's all the same to me yknow information technology's all the same to me

Canned Tomatoes – Whole

The Double EP: A Sea of Dissever Peas – ten. Canned Tomatoes – Whole

I walk slowly to the shop, you don't live here anymore
Y'all used to live round the corner (cigarettes and alcohol)

Concluding week I turned 20-4, you don't phone call me anymore
We used to speak every morning I was sleeping on the floor

I still go the mail for y'all, I leave information technology at the door
Every alphabetic character seems a warning, pay your rego by the quaternary

Monday morning laundry or coffee on the garden wall
You're good 'cause you're never boring, you should probably call me more

Oh The Night

Things Have Time, Take Time – 10. Oh The Night

Oh the night, goes so slowly,
anytime, I get depression.
And I don't actually need reminding,
I know information technology'southward just in my heed.

And you say that's evidence biz infant.
Goose egg e'er stays the same.
Just I'thou the same kid, always laughing
At your jokes the aforementioned old way.

Pitiful that I been ho-hum yknow it takes a lilliputian,
Time for me to evidence, how I
Really feel. Won't you meet me somewhere in the middle
On our own time-zone.

And the days seem so familiar
Like a pic ya never seen.
Yet y'all nevertheless get that strange nostalgia
In the sentimental scenes.

Deplorable that I been tiresome yknow information technology takes a little,
Fourth dimension for me to evidence, how I
Really feel. Won't you meet me somewhere in the center
On our own time-zone.

Oh the dark, goes then slowly,
someday, I get depression.
And I don't really need reminding,
I know it's but in my mind.

Boxing Day Blues

Sometimes I Sit and Remember, and Sometimes I Just Sit down – eleven. Boxing Twenty-four hour period Blues

I know that I let you down.

You're non keen on what you plant.

When's the funeral, exercise you desire me to come?

I'g not what y'all're looking for.

My house has an open door.

You need a lock and a key.

I dearest all of your ideas.

You love the thought of me.

Lover I've got no idea.

Boxing Day Dejection (Revisited)

Sometimes I Sit and Call back, and Sometimes I Just Sit – 11. Boxing Day Blues (Revisited)

How was your mean solar day?

Mine was OK.

Worked my fingers downwardly to the bone.

How about you, what did you lot practice?

Spent my whole night dreaming of y'all.

Like a Christmas tree on Battle Day: thrown away.

Why don't you lot feel for me anymore?

I'm feeling fine, except the times I'm not.

Why you then calm? I wanna shout.

I wanna rip my goddamn pharynx out.

Like a Christmas tree on Battle Day: thrown away.

Why don't you feel for me anymore?

We're just similar two icebergs in climate change: drifting abroad.

Why do you feel for me anyhow?

Porcelain

The Double EP: A Ocean of Split Peas – 11. Porcelain

I found you at the store, pretty every bit porcelain.

You are worth so much more, than what you're going for.

Don't let them handle you, you better showtime praying.

That ain't no manner to be, I got a colour TV.

I'll listen a thousand times, you can repeat yourself.

If information technology helps clear your heed, it's just another night.

Call me when you are done, I'll count my tickets upwardly.

No demand to feel so low, you're just as depression as you could go.

Ode To Odetta

The Double EP: A Sea of Dissever Peas – 12. Ode To Odetta

I sing high, yous sing low.

I swing past, and yous're not home.

Oh, oh, O-detta won't you come home.

I sing manifestly, yous sing pretty.

Everything you say sounds piece of cake.