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Buffet: For me, For you, and Grandma too

by Dagný Halla

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Intro 01:02
Welcome, friends to the buffet! Here you will find all sorts of stuff just choose what pleases your ears. One price for all. I hope you stay. I hope you enjoy. Welcome to my buffet, I had hoped to see you here.
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I live where my feet can take me I never grow tired of this home I live until someone else shakes me My dreams are my soul
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Maria 03:20
A dream, a lie for those who die loved by many but not by me Maria Afraid and blind and then they find you standing with arms open wide Maria Don’t you see? You and me don’t work together. Why won’t you just accept that little fact? Shoving nonsense down my throat just isn’t worth it. Fuck off please Maria. You used the tool you stupid fool. appreciation is all lost. Maria A helpless child you look like while you try to catch your victims’ time Maria Don’t you see? You and me don’t fit together. Why won’t you just accept that little fact? And now you’re weeping like a child. You're a hypocrite Just get out of my life.
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Pansexual 01:27
You can be a woman You can be a man I'll love you all the same if you're cisgender or trans You can even be neither or a mix of the two You're a beautiful person Just by being you
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I've been out here on the fields for a week of music orange monsters on the stage it's the orange feeling mists at night are beautiful lights from stage's luring with their tones and atmosphere scotch mists in the to-ones Hard spirits from bottle-land numbs my curse of sadness all the light show's in the sky holds me back from madness metal shows by 2 .am lifts my mood for one night feel i'm not so low in life once the sound is right The lights and mist are beautiful in a sleeping city tents on fields is an escape to the orange feeling
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Nostalgia 02:29
Walking in wet snow feet are slapping on the sidewalk My feet are numb I smile when I talk Arctic Monkeys on the phone, shivering at a bus stop. Lying alone in June wondering how everything went off so wrong crying all afternoon so many types of happiness so many types of happiness But one day this will restart then I will be a memory And when I look at the event chart I will see Nostalgia
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Everyone has feelings of loneliness But the frequency varies from person nonetheless You need to learn how to cope so you can stay sane Myself I feel happy replaying memories over again Remember when You brush my pastel pink hair out of my face and lift my chin with your fingers and our lips graze And hug me tightly and hear my bak click three, four times. Mm Insanely cute black pigtail on top of your head And now I love the smell of cigarettes You don’t know how I love the way you make me feel inside. /told me/ I light up your world like a sun in your heart Your every word in my head like a work of art You paint a masterpiece on my non-existent soul They told me just because we’re different it was not meant to be But there is something ‘bout the way you look at me and tell me all about your flaws yet I love you, I love you just more! You brush my pastel pink hair out of my face And hold my body up to yours when we embrace You pull me closer to you When I wander away Mm Your hazel eyes could melt the coldest heart Hearing your voice makes me wanna rip myself apart You don’t know how I love the way you make me feel inside You brush my pastel pink hair out of my face and lift my chin with your fingers and our lips graze And hug me tightly and hear my bak click three, four times. Mm Insanely cute black pigtail on top of your head And now I love the smell of cigarettes You don’t know how I love the way you make me feel inside.
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Pink lemonade Would turn around and tell me pretty things And count up all the different perspectives of sins And then you'd give me a taste of pink lemonade. Time is ticking fast but everything moves slow All around me room is moving and you drop low And the only thing I think about is sweet pink lemonade. Every touch it triggers a strong sensation Swirls the intestines all around All noise drowned out by the station And all I wanna have is your pink lemonade.
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The fog over my hometown explains it all five years have passed since my mental crash and fall. But what comforts me is what he had to say "every step you move towards it, it moves further away" Remembering all my childhood the horrid and the nice Suddenly everything has shrinked to half it's size. It's cold and dark and I feel so relieved my gentle giant had my warmth retrieved And all the memories I buried so deep resurface into happiness I only want to keep And the spawner wants me to honour the depression that it made and so I say and so I say pretending may be the only way to go.
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Outro 00:37
Ahem So hope that you enjoyed my small buffet and I hope you'll want to dine with me some day (again) And I promise I will make a good themed plate for you my friend You don't have to rhyme if you are cool.

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released July 8, 2016

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