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Wolves
02:17
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Have another drink and talk more shit
I’ll still want ya back
And I’ve got friends
(Or something like that)
To do this for me
Ya know I don’t want you back
I just wanna treat you bad
I’m such a fool in fact
I want you now more than ever
Well these bodies are real but they’re not who we are
While you sleep
I’m going through your things
While you're sleepin’ around
Ya know I don’t want you back
I just wanna make you laugh
Until you have a heart attack
I want you now more than ever
I’ll fake my fucked up smile
If you show some skin
I’ll make you smile
If I don’t have to mean a thing
Oh yeah, just ask my friends
My hands are red
I know it’s all my fault
But I’m blamin’ you instead
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2. |
Saturday Night Fever
03:42
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When you said ‘it feels too good’
It made my stomach turn
But now I’m better at finding the holes in my head
And we both know
You’re no better than me
You’re just here to watch me sweat
So I prayed it’d be you
In that hospital bed
But I was just talkin’ to myself
So drink up, baby
I ain’t got no friends
Not till summer
Come back
You know I don’t want your body
Back in my bedroom
And if california calls
Tell them I ain’t ever comin’ back
Drink up, baby
I know we ain’t friends
’cause you spin my head right ’round
And around and around and around
Fuck this waiting room
Hollow walls and words and skin
I see right through
And I see you waitin’
To see if I’ll make my move
But we both know
I’m done dancin’ for you
While yer choked out in those beds
I can applaud all I want
But it won’t bring you back
From the places that you’ve been
And I don’t want you now anyway
Your body language tells me more
Than the words you slur
Through that slutty hole in your head
Like it all makes sense
And you’re not sleeping with the enemy
Or the devil that I know
Just a cowardly two-faced fuck
Who should’ve picked up the phone
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3. |
Two By Two
03:19
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Do you ever feel like a monster?
Your smile’s just been wearing thin
Why won’t anyone call a doctor
When you talk about breakin’ up my spine?
I don’t want this: any
I don’t want this anymore
(But I guess that’s what friends are for)
I don’t need this: any
Please don’t talk at me no more
Now that we’re back in town
Them baby blues ain’t enough
To make me come around
She talked until my fists
Bent back and grew
But I’ll be keepin’ my hands off of you
I’m a shallow man
With a spinning head
But I’m sincere in
The things that I say
If I had ever thought
I was a doctors son
It was a patients words I believed
But you know what they say
And I know what you say
But now you all just sound the same
If you were saying those things to only me..
Well, it doesn’t matter much now
Now that we’re back in town
Looks like I’ve got a couple
Funerals to attend
Now that I’ve seen this show of hands
I know what’s true
So I’ll be keeping my hands off of you
(So, put ‘em up)
Put ‘em up but keep your trap shut
I’m sure your lungs must be tired
Of the back and forth
Your true colors gotten muddied up
I think you’re aiming
At breaking my heart
But you know what they say
About the ones you love
Yeah, those scars they get carved both ways
I know we both know
This part was your fault
But you say that you’re tired of taking the blame
It’s too far to fall
If I jump down your throat
I won’t get tangled up
You ain’t got no guts
To tangle me up
You know, I think the boys
Yeah, they’ll come back around
I bet the wolves will be back around
So, here come the boys right now
And they walk soft but their mouths
Still make those petty sounds
And they can talk until
Our faces all turn blue
I’ll still be keepin’ my hands off of you
They won’t fix you if I know the truth
So I’ll be keepin’ off of you
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4. |
That's What They're For
02:56
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Oh what big plans you’ve got
All the better to bring me down
You’ve got to be
The sorriest bunch of wolves
I think I’ve ever seen
‘Cause you always bare your teeth
Just when I’m not around
You’re so fucking brave
It’s weird, just when I’m not around
We know that we’re not the same
But they’ll dance for your two-faced friends
Till mine are better men
And they’ll buy into all of your shit
Till they have nothing left
“We’ll sink our teeth in
When you’re not lookin’
And we’ll just pretend
That you don’t have a face”
You must not know a thing
About love or loyalty
So I’ll just crack my smile
And laugh while you circle me
Oh yeah, so bare your teeth
‘Cause you ain’t scarin’ me
I wanna know if your cowardice
Can make me bleed
‘Cause your talk is less than cheap
I’ve begun to entertain
A bunch of silly little ways
To dig my friend a shallow, early grave
But it’s not worth the work it’d take
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5. |
Sock Hop
02:03
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She shakes her body
For all of these
Pussies pretending they’re wolves
‘Don’t you want more of me?’
She screams
And the boys all cheered
And they grabbed and begged
To watch her body bend
You fill your mouth with empty talk
But all those things you say
They don’t matter anyway
No, we’ll keep on movin’ anyway
And you fuck me up with your empty talk
But all that shit you say
It don’t matter anyway
While they’re creepin’ up
And I’ll be keepin’ my hands to myself
While you’re still running your mouth off
And all you want is just to dance
A little more
But I won’t keep it up
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6. |
la da doctor
03:07
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I can taste the lies
In all these eager bodies
My broken open mind
Has been bitterly biting at you
For years now
But now I know I was right
I just wish that I’d tried
To find the words
That could make this much worse
Just to dig these scars in deeper
‘Cause you were supposed to be
More goddamn pretty
Let the sewing patterns bleed
Until you’re more pretty
I got a patient smile
Like it could use attention
I know it’s hard to love
But I’ve got a tongue that can twist
To any taste that you’ve got
But I think I’d rather not
I must seem selfish as fuck
‘Cause this suspicions
Been breakin’ my hands
Just to keep them from fixin’ you up
Your eyes still got their lies to sell
I’ve got a needle and thread
But baby, yer not worth my time
I know what this table is really for
Don’t move till your mouth is reattached
But you’re beautiful like that
Just not a pretty sight
Baby, you could use a doctor
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