1. |
Intro
01:02
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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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2. |
Something Serious
00:53
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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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3. |
Maria
03:20
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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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4. |
Pansexual
01:27
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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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5. |
Orange Feeling
02:09
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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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6. |
Nostalgia
02:29
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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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7. |
Memorial Heal
02:27
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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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8. |
Pink Lemonade
01:40
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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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9. |
Foggy Misinterpretation
02:09
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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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10. |
Outro
00:37
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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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