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I Know
03:30
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I know, there’s something beautiful
From all the sadness and tears that you left me
And I know, there must be something wrong
Cause I’m addicted and i can’t help it
Silence, hauntingly beautiful and better than anything we could say
Sadness, that’s in your lips and eyes
I can’t stand it because it makes me mad
Mad
You don’t know, what you represent to me
You passionate and unhealthy
I’ve fallen into your wings
They never fly, they never did no
It may sound like an overwhelming
Sad song about love but I can’t help it
And I know, there must be something wrong
There must be something wrong
There must be something wrong
Today, was an ordinary day
I never feel this way, I never felt so sane
One day will look back, and we will laugh
But for now, I’m being eaten alive (x2)
I’m being eaten alive
I’m burning inside
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2. |
Mother
02:39
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mother won't you, come and kiss me goodnight, sleep tight
some things never get old
you'll be missing out if you don't
mother won't you come and read me
a story, and hold me
These things won’t last forever
and while you're here won’t you bring me a glass of water
shapes inside the branches, they make me see. The monsters, that will accompany me
mother I may be too young to understand what is going on, but I'll do my best. I'm halfway there, I'm only eight
father take it easy on her she does not need anymore. she's in her bed, she's trying hard, but she's feeling sad
shapes inside the branches, they make me see the monsters, that will accompany me.
On these long nights, when the dreams are far, the monsters will accompany me.
shapes inside the branches, they make me see the monsters, that will accompany me
(that will accompany me)
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3. |
Space Cowboy
04:32
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I’ve been trying to find ways to be less uptight
I’ve been trying to find ways to be less uptight
But my conscious takes every single moment of my life
Oh I’m trying to find ways to be less uptight
My anxieties are growing, and my hearth is beating out of my chest
And I wake up at night just to catch my breath
So my doctor told me just to breath in and breath out
So I go
(Breathing)
Now I’m trying to find ways not to be so upset
But the package gets dropped every day, down my steps
Then I get upset of always being so uptight
And I wake up at night in panic trying to catch my breath
Cause my anxiety is growing and my heart is pounding out of my chest
I went to the doctor, he told me to breath in and breath out
So I go
(Breathing)
And it comes again
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4. |
Misty Fog
04:10
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I think I might go wrong
X4
Somewhere Inside, somewhere inside there’s all
I think I might go wrong
I think I might go wrong
Somewhere inside, somewhere inside, somewhere inside
Somewhere…
(instrumental)
Somewhere inside, somewhere inside, somewhere
Somewhere inside, somewhere inside there’s all
I think I might, I think I might go wrong
(instrumental)
I think x3
Somewhere inside there’s all
Somewhere, somewhere, somewhere inside there’s all
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5. |
Sirens
05:03
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The flowering of your twitches
Is an open window
To the land
That you’ve kept hidden
Only your pillow
Contains the echoes of your screaming
That you’ve been holding in
For a while…
Now here comes
The siren that’s rushing you up
The bottom of the bottle
In which you surrender
Every night
Breathing goodbye
Calming cuddle
Meaning that will never come
Never come…
Now hear
The siren that’s rushing you up
Now feel
The siren that’s rushing you up
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6. |
Safe N' Sound
04:15
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Now your time
Has wraps you around
And left you blind
Without any signs
Of where to go
Or how to fall
Without any pain
Or suffering
There’s no turning back
For now, Safe n’ Sound we are
We are, safe n’ sound for now
For now, Safe n’ sound we are
You did yourself
Enough violence
By looking away
On such precious things
So, take your time
And carry on
There’s no turning your back
On those desires
They’ll get you every time
For now, Safe n’ Sound we are
We are, safe n’ sound for now
For now, Safe n’ sound we are
I won’t wait for the light
To turn green
I won’t wait for the night
To settle in
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7. |
Interlude
01:03
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8. |
Eclipse
03:29
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Stuck into place
Wired so you embrace it
Don’t make a scene
It’s not your play
Little pill for the push
So, you don’t fall off
When the shit hit’s the fan
Just hide under your bed
They buried your will
Down, underground
They buried there will
But they will not with ours
These ships have sailed
But will never reach the land
We’re here dancing
Like a bunch of idiots
On top of the roof
While our city’s been flooded
We are freaking out
But we are staying loud
They buried your will
Down, underground
They buried there will
But they will not with ours
This is unprecedented
No, we won’t take place in this masquerade
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Let’s get out from this shit show
But everywhere we go
It’s the same, we’re divided by gain
I sink the pain and boredom away
Good thing I don’t pay for what I steal
But I’ll surely pay it someday
It’s all in my brain
It’s all in my mind
She stands out from the others
Like a thumbtack in the covers
She can hide but when she stings it’s a thing
You can’t recover from
There’s no hiding from the scorching sun
And we will surely pay it some day
The only question’s left
Will we be able to go thought it?
And it’s all in are heads
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Thanks, Honestly Montreal, Québec
Thanks, Honestly is a band from Montreal, Canada, who have known each other since high school. Trying their best to create rich, soulful and honest music.
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