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I thought that you were my best friend
I thought that we'd grow old together
But it turns out that you're full of shit
Oh well whatever
I remember late nights getting into stupid fights
We never thought they'd last
But you're a douche and I'm feeling used
When you placed the blame on me to free your ass
Why the hell wouldn't you take the blame
For your own disaster? You dug your own grave
Fuck the memories
You're so dead to me
Over-dramatic? Maybe
But I never wanna see you again
Though I'll finish what was started
Key your car and leave you broken hearted
Scratching ANDER MARS sucks into your shitty car
And I won't feel sorry in the morning
(Warning: ending may cause dizziness to some listeners)
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Emo Song #5
02:07
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I'm staring at these four walls all the same
I've lost my brain and I can't concentrate
And all I wanna do is sleep
My motivation is turning to
Worthlessness and I'm coming to
In a world filled with nonsense, it's nothing new
And I'll never write a song
That gets you up and dancing all around
The party won't go all night
And the roof won't even get raised one inch off the ground
Because instead, I'll be
Staying up past two or three o clock
Doing a whole lot of nothing
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Folk Punk
01:26
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Free I wanna be free
Free from all the Folk Punk bands I see
'Cause they're so boring
Folk Punk bands bore me to sleep
And when they start to tell their stories
I find it too fucking boring
And I wanna go back to the good old days
Where NOFX was cool and Ska could be played
In a public place, yeah those were the days
Take me back...
Now I feel so out of place in the current scene
I don't fit into anything
From your AJJ to your Diet Cig
I don't fit into anything
And I could play my guitar
But I wouldn't get too far
With my stories of heartbreak
That sound so bizarre
To all the Folk Punk kids
They don't care for that shit
So I'm shit out of a job and shit out of luck
'Cause I'm too Pop Punk
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(It's My) Sweater
02:57
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Shit gets heavy when you're not rocking steadily into the unknown
And all I wanna do is find you again and build ourselves a home
Where we can build our lives together (And that sweater you wear all the time)
It's my sweater
And I wish that I could call you up but I can't find my phone
In a daydream haze (That sweater's still on my mind)
You wear it to feel better but it's still mine
And I'll get it back someday
Don't think you can get away with my sweater
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When You're Not Around
03:04
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I should've learned how to crash the car
I should've learned how to drive
I should just fall asleep and turn the lights off
Until the day I feel alive
'Cause I've been waiting around for forever and a day
And I've been waiting around for someone like you to come and say
What's the point in getting out of bed today?
'Cause when you're not around
It feels like I'm falling down
I just don't know what to do
And everything sucks when you're not around
I wanna kick it with you
I should just hand my heart on over
And let you tear it apart if that's what you want
I should just crawl into bed with you
And never leave your room
Until the day you get sick of me, of course
And eat me alive like a disease
I'll hang around unconditionally
And it'll always be just you and me
Forever
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65 Degrees
02:13
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A college campus
My stomach in knots
A colder morning
Not wanting to wake up
In a typical fashion
This is the me I used to know
Not the one from two weeks ago
She was too out there for me
Twelve months amount to
Conversations I don’t want to have again
You say I’m fucked up
But I already knew that
Pick a better way to end the night
That we walk home alone
Ten years will change
Someone I used to know
New family car, Christmas cards
And I’m stuck here alone
I remember your voice on the other end of the line
A tired whisper, but you said you were fine
In love then/fighting now, times have changed
And separated hospital beds have been arranged
But sometimes I wish my future still included you
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Thomas Bjorkstrand New Port Richey, Florida
Currently second guessing life decisions... playing music cause what other point does life have? Existential crises are fun...
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