1. |
Teen Beat
01:25
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Hey man, I’m gonna runaway
Because I don’t really like this place
And I don’t wanna see your face
I don’t really dig this scene
Cause baby I’m 17
Hey man, I’m gonna runaway
Cuz I’m sick of my mom and dad
And all the fucking kids in class
Gonna find me the teenage dream
Cause I’m only 17
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2. |
Remedial Math Class
02:12
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All the feelings they envelope me
Become a problem I don’t wanna be
Inside a world with no love for me
Inside a world who doesn’t want to see
I don’t want to live flying by all my emotion
Don’t want to fall victim to some great divide
Second guessing everything I thought I knew
Was wrong and is right
I don’t want to decide between stable and failure
Don’t wanna get high on faltering pride
Don’t wanna live on some kind of crazy standard
Or American dream
Always try to push a remedy
Think we know who we all should be
We carry on as nothings ever wrong
As if someone’s actually found the key
don’t want to survive at the mercy of business
Don’t wanna survive off of anyone’s dime
Shakin hands that blindly hand you a pill
And say goodbye
Don’t wanna be silenced or told I’m dramatic
Don’t want my anxiety deemed as tripe
In a dismissive world where everyone seems
They want to see us die.
I don’t want to live flying by all my emotion
Don’t want to fall victim to some great divide
Second guessing everything I thought I knew
Was wrong and is right
I don’t want to decide between stable and failure
Don’t wanna get high on faltering pride
Don’t wanna live by anyone elses standard
just wanna be me
When will we find a remedy
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3. |
Unrequited Blues
03:18
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When I look at you, you don’t look at me
Guess were entities we’d just rather not see
Stuck in the back of your head and nothing more
But really, how can I fucking blame you
I can’t see
I see.
Take me out and stomp me on the floor
But honey I don’t even care about you
And I know you fucking feel it too
Jamming out to the unrequited blues
All is fair between love and hate
Unless maybe, you ain’t nothing but a freak
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4. |
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I’ve got a fever of 103
But I’ve got people looking after me
I’ve got a fever and I don’t feel bad
I’ve got the fever and that is that
I’ve got some feelings and some time to kill
Watching the blood spill on my window sill
I’m hell to living and I go real fast
a thousand miles until i crash
I’ve got a fever of 103
but I’ve got people looking after me
I’ve got a fever and I don’t feel bad
I’ve got the fever and thats a fact
I’ve been thinking for way to long
thinking I’m able just to get along
drowning deep in libation
I’ve never ever gonna see ya again
I’ve got a fever of 103
but I’ve got people looking after me
I’ve got a fever and I don’t feel bad
I’ve got the fever and that is that
I’ve got a fever of 103
but I’ve got people looking after me
I’ve got a fever and I don’t feel bad
I’ve got the fever and I’m fucking glad
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5. |
Now I Wanna Be Your Dad
02:46
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When I come back home again
Will it ever be the same?
Cause I’ve got no friend in me
And too many enemies
And I only have myself to blame
Gonna set this whole place off
Gotta find a way to survive
Gotta win this battle right
Gonna win their love or die
Broken shards and beating hearts
And saving all the innocent life
expendable but I’m still able
Parenting on a fine line
When I leave this home again
Will you stay and wait for me
Cause your faith expired in me
Bound only by a ring
And I only have myself to blame
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6. |
I Was a Teenage Zombae
04:14
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I’ve been living in darkness for way too long
I bury myself at night just to dredge back up
like some forlorn ghoul, my objectives bleak
I’ve got this ongoing problem, you can’t forget about me
I’ve been thinking about you for just a little bit
I’ve taken some shots before but this one really hit
searching out for some kind of fresh start led to another night I fell apart
and now I need to find a way out of this
up around the bend there’s a mob ahead
I guess they don’t know that I’m already dead
Otherwise, I might say this was the end of me
I was a teenager, I was a teenager, I was a teenager
I was a teenage zombie
so go and give your time off to another fan
they could treat you much better than me I hope you understand
no more taking for granted what I now can’t have
so I’ll continue this way until we meet again
a tragedy led reminder of the past
it’ll always be different but this time it’ll last
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Sulking Babes Syracuse, New York
Fuzzy music from someone totally inept at singing and playing guitar.
Discography:
Sep 2011: Disjointed Rhythms
Mar 2012: Sad Songs for Miserable Gurls
Sometime in 2017: Too Many Crushes
... more
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