1. |
She
02:28
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Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Pick up the phone cause' I don't want to die alone
Pick up the phone cause' I don't want to die alone
Pick up the phone cause' I don't want to die alone
Die alone
Die alone
Die alone
The jezebel
The wishing well
Her pistons fail
She's just so frail
She's just so pale
She lives off kale
I had to tell
(I had to tell)
She's just so lost
All in her thoughts
Oh what's the cost?
A couple shots
Oh she can talk
Oh she can talk
The cat walk
Oh you can mock
It's toxic shock
Now watch her drop
Now watch her drop
It never stops
Here comes the cops
Here comes the cops
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
She's just a host
She won't prevail
She's just a ghost
She's just a shell
She's just a host
She won't prevail
She won't prevail
Hey, hey, hey, hey
He's just so gone
He's always wrong
They get along
He plays her song
He's always calm
The night is long
The night is young
He's always drunk
He's always pissed
And when they kissed
She couldn't resist
Now slice my wrist
He smells like smoke
He is her home
He hears her moan
They're always stoned
He is her clone
He is her clone
Pick up the phone cause I don't want to die alone
Pick up the phone cause I don't want to die alone
Pick up the phone cause I don't want to die alone
She's just a ghost
She's just a shell
She's just a host
She won't prevail
She's just a ghost
She's just a shell
She's just a host
She won't prevail
She just a ghost
she's just a shell
She's just a host
She won't prevail
She won't prevail
She won't prevail
She won't prevail
I thought I'd never find you
I made this to remind you
I thought I'd never find you
Pick up the phone cause I don't want to die alone
Pick up the phone cause I don't want to die alone
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2. |
Hold On Me
04:12
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Mmm, mmm, mm, mm
Mmm, mmm, mm, mm
Well the devil has his hold on me(on me)
And I'm dancing with two left feet(left feet)
At times it's so hard to breathe(to breathe)
I'm even tortured in my sleep(my sleep)
And what do I see?
But hostile pleas
This world is a disease
Everyone has needs
I'm just trying to believe in something
I'm just trying to believe in something
Before I return to nothing
Life's a concussion
I had had my assumptions
How much I can stomach?
I just keep on running
Running
Running
Well the devil has his hold on me(on me)
And I'm dancing with two left feet(left feet)
At times it's so hard to breathe(to breathe)
I'm even tortured in my sleep(my sleep)
Mmm, mmm, mm, mm
Mm
Mmm, mmm, mm, mm
Mmm, mmm, mm, mm
Mmm, mmm, mm, mm
Well they say the lord is coming
Now wouldn't that be something?
I swear I had my hunches
Will we reach the summit?
Before we plummet?
Well the devil has his hold on me(on me)
And I'm dancing with two left feet(left feet)
At times it's so hard to breathe(to breathe)
I'm even tortured in my sleep(my sleep)
Mmm, mmm, mm, mm
Mmm, mmm, mm, mm
Mmm, mmm, mm, mm
Mmm, mmm, mm, mm
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3. |
Where Do I Go
02:35
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Where do I go?
When the bar is closed
Where do I go?
When I turn to ghost
Where do I go?
When I feel exposed
Where do I go?
When I decompose
Where do I go?
Holding on to holding on
I'm not sure when I'll be gone
If this is my final song
Tell them that I did no wrong
Where do I go?
When I lose the breaks
Where do I go?
When I get the shakes
Where do I go?
When I have to wait
Where do I go?
When I lose my face
Where do I go?
Holding on to holding on
I'm not sure when I'll be gone
If this is my final song
Tell them that I did no wrong
What do I know?
I'm just a voice
What do I know?
How to make a choice
What do I know?
I can't rejoice
What do I know?
I self destroy
Holding on to holding on
I'm not sure when I'll be gone
If this is my final song
Tell them I did no wrong
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4. |
Through
03:16
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I find it hard to breathe
Wake up from my sleep
Dirty laundry
Roaches in the sink
I don't know what I need
Is this a form of grief?
What's wrong with me?
Tell me can you see
A way through
A way through
A way through
A way through
A way through
A way through
A way through
I pace the halls
My face withdrawals
I made the calls
I'm wrapped in gauze
Trapped in my thoughts
Laugh at the gods
Now what's the cost?
Line up the shots
A way through
A way through
A way through
A way through
A way through
A way through
A way through
I paid the tole
I bare my soul
The night is cold
I light the stove
We're growing old
The open road
Let's start the show
Now watch me go
La, la la la
La la la, la
La, la, la
A way through
A way through
A way through
A way through
A way through
A way through
A way through
(vocal solo)
A way through
A way through
A way through
A way through
A way through
A way through
A way through
La, la la la
La la la
La
La la la
La la la
La la la
La la la
La la la
La
La la la
La la la
La la la
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5. |
Home
02:45
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The writing's on the wall
We've made the final call
There's nothing left to solve
For you
The doors they do revolve
I'm used to the assault
I'm locking up my jaws
For you
I'm checking out the time
I'm searching for the signs
I'm so out my mind
For you
And life continues on
If it's our final song
I'm done holding on
To you
To you
To you
Where?
Where you want to be?
Somewhere next to me?
Is this destiny
Or just another dream?
I'm lost out at the sea
Can you carry me?
Can you please carry me
Home?
My mind is all made up
I just can't get enough
Yeah you can call me bluff
It's true
I'm never giving in
Yeah you're under my skin
More than just a friend
It's true
I'm putting down my guard
You can have my heart
It's tearing me apart
It's true
Is this is what you want?
Then tell me when to jump
I'm in so much love
With you
With you
With you
Where?
Where you want to be?
Somewhere next to me?
Is this destiny
Or another dream?
I'm so lost at sea
Can you carry me?
Can you please carry me
Home?
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Casey X. Waits Austin, Texas
These five songs were created inside the TV Room here in Austin, TX with meager household ingredients
An old laptop with
GarageBand, a hundred dollar mic from Target and beats that were discovered on YouTube
The lyrics were free associated
Traditionally I’m a drummer, in the past I’ve only ever made hip hop music on my own
A friend challenged me to step out of my comfort zone and experiment
... more
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