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Warm Bodies
03:18
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Can I leave your bed or your house brick red?
Thoughts of heavy rope and your horoscope
I can crack a smile if it's worth your while
But I'm sick and tired of these aching bones
All my platitudes
Get you in the mood
I don't mean to tease
I just want a warm body
I know he'd despise all these cool white lies
I am so unkind and I'm growing old
In the early hours when you weep so loud
I can't help but frown and hang up the phone
All my platitudes
Get you in the mood
I don't mean to tease
I just want a warm body
Everything you do
Turns my world askew
It's not me you need
I am just a warm body
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Limbo
02:48
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I'm tired before I even start the day
Just hope that I'll break even with next week's pay
Their leering bleary eyes it begins low
So glad I'm here again in limbo
Wait until the night begins to
Sell them their quadruple gins no ice though
Tonic on tap isn't slim
But that's alright you just just drink here cause it's cheap right?
Nobody seems to notice I'm on the brink
Sit down shut up just but me another drink
Wait until the night begins to
Sell them their quadruple gins no ice though
Tonic on tap isn't slim
But that's alright you just just drink here cause it's cheap right?
Over and over again I'm
Rejecting men that are twice my age and
I don't know what you expect from me
But I can guarantee it'll take more drinks than that
So glad I'm here in limbo
I'll be serving you til I go
Insane in this purgatory
They drink round and round
Are you being served?
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When did you get so old?
Must have been while our backs were turned
Mother don't believe your lies
Showing up with your blackened eyes
You're not the boy we knew
You look so tired when you
Sit around and blow your smoke
Laugh aloud like it's all a joke
I'll be there when it comes to the day that you
Want to let me in
Guard at your bedroom door
Think of times I've been here before
Slip out into the night
Act as though this is all alright
You're not the boy we knew
You look so tired when you
Sit around and blow your smoke
Laugh aloud like it's all a joke
I'll be there when it comes to the day that you
Want to let me in
It's not the odd draw and I've been there before but it
Looks like your mistakes just have to be your own
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Fish Out Of Water
03:22
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Sitting for days and I can't help the feeling
A fish out of water and gasping for breath take me
To a time when every evening ends the same
Running on empty and drowning the thoughts out my
Body is tired I think that maybe I should
Throw the towel in - I know that I am too blame
I'm drowning I'm drowning in air
Can't you see that I can't, I can't bear
To cut this cord
Be still 'Oh Lord'
All of my friends and my lovers remind me that
I've come so far and that I should be proud but it
Feels like I am constantly swimming upstream
I'm drowning I'm drowning in air
Can't you see that I can't, I can't bear
To cut this cord
Be still 'Oh Lord'
Out of my depth and it feels like I have nothing
Here left to give to this world I am sinking with
My survivor's guilt
Fish out of water I know what the truth is in
This world we swim in out small ponds until it is
Overwhelming - make me feel human again
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Only Human
08:16
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I put on my warpaint and I let it go
You're not the man I thought you were
It must seem so simple but it's not the same
You made me forget my name
You're only human
It's only sex
You're not the first to stray
God knows you won't be the last
Waiting in the bedroom coiffed and poised
And ready for the same old noise
Give it to me gentle like a tender night
But there's no right way to say goodbye
You're only human
It's only sex
You're not the first to stray
God knows you won't be the last
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