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all my friends are islands/
drifting in the sea
all my favorite idols
are dead to me
I don't have a reason to keep on faking
like I used to
singin lullabies like the truth was something
we knew
I'm so sure it's gone I don't
even want to look
I'm so sure I'm rotten from my
knee down to my foot
I'm so sure it's gone I don't
even want to look.
Would you take a peek?
tell me somethin good
all my friends are just
as lost as me
we try to hold our hands
follow moss up on the trees
but there's no rhyme or reason
not like I was told to believe
we are spinning circles, we are
clenching down our teeth
I'm so sure it's gone I don't
even want to look
I'm so sure I'm rotten from my
knee down to my foot
I'm so sure it's gone I don't
even want to look.
Won't you take a peek?
tell me something good
I'm so sure it's gone I don't
even want to look
I'm so sure I'm rotten from my
knee down to my grave
I'm so sure it's gone I don't
even want to look.
Where's those angel's hands? baby's breath?
I need to get saved
let's get it going already, get it goin already (x)
get goin already get goin already (x)
I'm so sure it's gone, just get goin already (x)
go tell me somethin good.
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Flowers on the Subway
03:27
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aching little baby, just a little sunlight, just a little sunlight left/
tired little honey, he says Don't I want the money? well don't I want the money? Get it/
I've got muscles sore I didn't even know I had I didn't even know that i could hurt like that/
was the last time it's not like you would want me anymore anyway anymore anyway/
gettin onto the train home they were
eatin me up by the spoonful I just
hope they could taste how rotten I am and I
hope it made them sick to their stomachs, I
hope I made them sick
breakin shoes cause I'm clumsy and it's just the way I've always been I've always fallen into things too quickly/
Quickly tell me do you love me? do you want me? do you think I'm pretty? could you see me in the movies? I can/
tell you've got your own troubles, tell you've got your own wounds, I am licking mine and you are taking yours in stride, by which I mean/
taking it out on every flower on the subway and us pansies int he corner are throwing daggers back your way/
gettin onto the train home they were
eatin me up by the spoonful I just
hope they could taste how rotten I am and I
hope it made them sick to their stomachs, I
hope I made them sick
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Feet don’t fail me now
Take me to the finish line
Oh my heart it breaks every step that I take
But I’m hoping at the gates,
They’ll tell me that you’re mine
Walking through the city streets
Is it by mistake or design
I feel so alone on the Friday nights
Can you make it feel like home, if I tell you you’re mine
It's like I told you honey
Don’t make me sad, don’t make me cry
Sometimes love is not enough and the road gets tough
I don’t know why
Keep making me laugh
Let’s go get high
The road is long, we carry on
Try to have fun in the meantime
Come on take a walk on the wild side
Let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain
You like your girls insane
Choose your last words, this is the last time
Cause you and I, we were born to die
Lost but now I am found
I can see but once I was blind
I was so confused as a little child
Trying to take what I could get
Scared that I couldn't find
All the answers honey
Don’t make me sad, don’t make me cry
Sometimes love is not enough and the road gets tough
I don’t know why
Keep making me laugh
Let's go get high
The road is long, we carry on
Try to have fun in the meantime
Come on take a walk on the wild side
Let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain
You like your girls insane
Choose your last words,
This is the last time
Cause you and I
We were born to die [x3]
Come on and take a walk on the wild side
Let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain
You like your girls insane
Don’t make me sad, don’t make me cry
Sometimes love is not enough and the road gets tough
I don’t know why
Keep making me laugh
Let's go get high
The road is long, we carry on
Try to have fun in the meantime
Come on take a walk on the wild side
Let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain
You like your girls insane...
Choose your last words,
This is the last time
Cause you and I
We were born to die
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Don't you come back now (x2)
Have you ever had such a clean shot?
Have you ever felt so big?
Do you have any idea what you're doin?
Or are you clueless?
Never been real good at stayin mad
but I'm trying to unlearn forgiveness.
I don't think you deserve it anyway but
who am I to say?
My stomach still turns
when I remember you're still livin in the city
My stomach still turns when you
pass me on the street
I don't want you to have that
kinda hold of over me so I
turn away, break your gaze and
pray sweet release
I grew up in home on a hill that crumbles
every year bit by bit
everybody laughs at the fool who decided
to build on it
Heroes are a terrible idea
I would of let you you get away with murder
I been running for a while now
but I haven't got all that much further
My stomach still turns
when I remember you're still livin in the city
My stomach still turns when you
pass me on the street
I don't want you to have that
kinda hold of over me so I
turn away, break your gaze and
pray sweet release
I'm not gonna be sorry anymore
I'm not gonna wait for some kind of closure, no no
I'm just gonna take what I need an leave
Walk off in the sunset in six-inch heels and a smile that you can't steal (x3)
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Gender-Fierce Anthem
03:40
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I’m so tired of trying to explain
I know you couldn’t wrap your little head around it anyway
I’m so tired of all of these games
I don’t like your fuckin rules I never agreed to play
Oops! You can’t find me in your little dictionary I’m
just too slimy, slippery, didn’t you know that you couldn’t catch me?
best me as I’m bestin gender fucker run for cover I’m gonna
blow this shit up, try and keep up, a shape shifter that’s the kicker!
I, I, I, I spy you with your scientist eyes all
trying to pin me down but I’m
too big for your boxes too mythical for you books and I
hear your dirty looks and I see your whispers sayin
these hips too wide and this voice too high for a guy
try me, test me, go ahead and keep on talkin shit if you wanna see an angry fuckin
fairy
da da da da da da I doubt it
da da da da da da that’s what I thought
I’m a boot-wearin femme and a glitter-packin bear and I’m
just the kind of man that’ll make you stare cause my
wit is vicious and my cookin is delicious and I’m
not even sorry that you’re missin out on all of this cause
you couldn’t handle this, I’m too hot for your britches and I
know I blow your mind just by existin and I
devour your little binaries like it was nothing
gimme more I’m still hungry and
I, I, I, I spy you with your scientist eyes all
trying to pin me down but I’m
too big for your boxes too mythical for you books and I
hear your dirty looks and I see your whispers sayin
these hips too wide and this voice too high for a guy
try me, test me, go ahead and keep on talkin shit if you wanna see an angry fuckin
fairy
da da da da da da I doubt it
da da da da da da that’s what I thought
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Apples
04:15
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Regret is a terrible thing to waste your time on
but I cannot help but to write and re-write my tragedy and he
is sometimes the hero, sometimes the coward, and sometimes the villain
And one night, peeling apples at the kitchen sink
he told me “I don’t ever want to be in a casket”
So, we should spread his ashes in the sea so that he
can properly dissipate and disappear
and dissipate and disappear
and dissipate and disappear
and dissipate and disappear
I anticipate you’ll disappear
My thighs held firmly to the kitchen counter he
dissipated and then disappeared soon after and by
way of his unwashed hands
for days left my thighs to smell of apples
Regret is a terrible thing to waste your time on
but I cannot help but to write and re-write my tragedy and he
is sometimes the hero, sometimes the coward, and sometimes the villain
“Oh don’t waste your time!” He’d say “Oh pretty baby,
Oh pretty baby, don’t waste your time
Oh pretty baby, don’t waste your time
Oh pretty baby, on these silly things…”
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Wild Thing Song
02:48
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In South Carolina there are many tall pines
I remember the oak tree that we used to climb
But now when I'm lonesome, I always pretend
That I'm getting the feel of hickory wind
I started out younger at most everything
All the riches and pleasures, what else could life bring?
But it makes me feel better each time it begins
Callin' me home, hickory wind
It's hard to find out that trouble is real
In a far away city, with a far away feel
But it makes me feel better each time it begins
Callin' me home, hickory wind
Keeps callin' me home, hickory wind
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Stay (Rihanna cover)
03:52
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Friend
03:10
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Magnificent Vessel
03:20
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Love is Enough
04:39
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Precious Melody
03:40
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It slips beneath your fingernails, like your lover’s skin
And you’ve got stories you’d like to tell but you’re not sure where to begin
And I wrote myself a letter once, it was of course an apology
And I felt scars taking leave as I signed, sincerely me
But I don’t keep those awful memories
I just find myself a sweet summer breeze and
Open my mouth and sing them towards the sea
Careful that I don’t get them stuck in my teeth
Well I want to write of pretty things like the way your hair curls,
But mostly I just write to survive it’s nothing personal
But you should you’ve a freckle I’ve kissed a thousand times
That I’d like to kiss a thousand more, that is if you don’t mind
You are a precious melody
I sing as I wake, I sing as I sleep
Lying my bed you’re so beautiful baby
I’ve got to be careful to remember to breath, breath…
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'Round
04:12
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I can't get enough of you baby
I can't get enough of you baby
Yes it's true
Baby yes it's true
Whenever we kiss I get a feeling like this
I get to wishin that there was two of you
My heart crys out more baby
It feels so nice I want your arms to wrap around me twice
I can't get enough of you baby
I can't get enough of you baby
Right or Wrong
Baby Right or Wrong
When you had to go I hated the thought
I always wish the night was twice as long
My heart crys out more baby
I love you so much
I wish that there was more of you to touch
I can't get enough of you baby
Can't get enough of you baby
I can't get enough of you baby
YAAAAA
Whenever we kiss I get a feeling like this
I get to wishing that there was two of you
My heart crys out more baby
I love you so much
I wish that there was more of you to touch
I can't get enough of you baby
Can't get enough of you baby
I can't get enough of you baby
Can't get enough of you baby
I can't get enough of you baby
Can't get enough of you baby
I can't get enough of you baby
Can't get enough of you baby
I can't get enough of you baby
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I'm naked
I'm numb
I'm stupid
I'm staying
And if Cupid's got a gun, then he's shootin'
Lights black
Heads bang
You're my drug
We live it
You're drunk
You need it
Real love
I'll give it
So we're bound to linger on
We drink the fatal drop
Then love until we bleed
Then fall apart in parts
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsty.com/lykke-li-until-we-bleed-lyrics.html ]
You wasted your times
On my heart
You've burned
And if bridges gotta fall, then you'll fall, too
Doors slam
Lights black
You're gone
Come back
Stay gone
Stay clean
I need you
To need me
So we're bound to linger on
We drink the fatal drop
Then love until we bleed
Then fall apart in parts
Now we're bound to linger on
We drink the fatal drop
Then love until we bleed
Then fall apart in parts
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Oh and I'm feeling
Directionless yes
But that's to be expected
And I know that best
And in creeps the morning
And another day's lost
You've just written wondering
And I reply fast
All you need to save me
All you need to save me
Call (call)
And I'll be curled on the floor
Hiding out from it all
And I won't take any other call
I feel like a fool
So I'm going to stop troubling you
Buried in my yard
A letter to send to you
And if I forget
Or god forbid die too soon
Hope that you'll hear me
Know that I wrote to you
All you need to say to me
All you need to say to me
Is call (call)
And I'll be curled on the floor
Hiding out from it all
And I won't take any other call
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