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Dead Giveaway
03:43
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give me something to hold on to or, at least, something to believe in
something that makes me less stressed out, something that makes me believe in
the things we do everyday that we fail claiming doing them our way
the things we give ourselves away to
that they're not a dead giveaway to, dead giveaway to
yesterday you told me you're not sure anymore
what all your effort is even good for since nobody seems to care
got your plate always full with stuff you can't possibly eat
your glass is half empty
Try to wash it down, the next course is up
“the only thing you can do is make the most out of everything“
that's nothing more than shallow phrases
nobody can really live that way
so we keep on always trying to make up for messed up chances
made believe that it's all been our own choices
to fuck up
and we keep on blaming ourselves for things that never change
nobody can really live that way
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Coins
03:11
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there are many things i never got to say
there are many things i wish i hadn't done
still these things come after, come haunting me
in my sleep when i dream about the times
when we met, and we laughed, and we drank
when our lives were stories told by the songs that we sang
you make up mostly everything i hate
it didn't used to be like that but now it's too late
to turn back the clocks and make everything work out fine
and i try to accept that from time to time
we hurt the ones we love
and we love the ones who hurt the most
nothing ever works out as intended
sometimes you've just odds on your side
with a blink of an eye it might turn around
it's like flipping coins or rolling a dice
but there are still some things
that make us believe in ourselves and the things that we do
the things that we do
there are many things we do or say
there are many things that never change
so let's meet and laugh and drink
let our lives be stories told by the songs that we sing
let's meet and laugh tonight
let our lives be stories told by the songs that we write
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The Odd Ones
04:51
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we all make mistakes
but i don't regret that any of them have been made
all these little things bring me back here
I'm coming back home
been away for far too long
so i take out my phone
call the people i used to know
“I'm feeling down, won't you come around?“
these people make me sick
having it all figured out
never got off the tracks
and not a thing to care about
that's worth the time to wonder why
we're the odd ones
the ones who think too much
godless need-for-a-god ones
let's have a toast and raise our glass
to being who we are
to being here
this is what we all end up wanting to have
let's have some drinks and just have a laugh
we all know tonight will soon be in the past
it feels good to pretend that we made it last
It takes some, It takes some time to make it right
we take our time, we take our time and we'll be just fine
this is what we all end up wanting to have
this is what we all end up wanting
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Walls (in Black)
03:05
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“for heaven's sake please just stop whining
for just this once you could try to smile“
well intended harsh words for a bothered soul but
it's not just “I am unhappy"
maybe someday I might see this world in its shiny colours
my skin's thin, mind's in a haze
nobody understands / neither do I
It isn't all that easy being happy, being content
when everything falls into pieces and it doesn't seem to end
I've got these walls coming closer around me
trying to get hold of what is left of me
and if i stop to think and take a look at me
I'd see myself for the mess i am
so cut the fence and leave the track
start feeling comfortable in black
smile at these walls coming closer towards me
cos i know this feeling will never leave, never leave
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