more from
Fluff and Gravy Records

Telepathic Teleplay

from by Nick Jaina

/
  • Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.

     $1 USD  or more

     

lyrics

Telepathic Teleplay

oh hell
at least we have a script to write
and we’re just kids
fighting over Kryptonite
at first we’re clinking glasses
then we’re drinking up the ashes
of the pacifists and acid trips
the catalysts of flagships
who are thrown or tossed
dead or lost
that’s who we are singing for
traveling and flinging for
pushing back the tables for
wrapping up the cables for
leaving the gardens fallow and
believing our art is hallow, hallow
hello

oh hell
I guess that I should thank you
for fucking me up even more than those who outrank you
and a passionate case
for living a life in love
cannot erase the race
the race
of always thinking some vague man above
is taking notes, adjusting claims or counting votes
sending lightning bolts or digging fiery moats
just start with things that you know
your parents are just people
and there is nowhere to get to
lovers don’t forget you, hello hello

oh hell
I know I shoot myself in the foot every day
I guess at least I never put my foot in my mouth
because then I’d shoot my mouth off
there are so many reasons
that we could probably count off
one two, your voice, your laugh
three four, the whiskey and the bath
the moon is the same size as the sun, that’s five
the way you never really told me
how you do your tricks, that’s six
and how you believe, you’ll see me up in heaven

credits

from Brutal Lives, released September 16, 2016

tags

license

all rights reserved

about

Nick Jaina Portland

contact / help

Contact Nick Jaina

Streaming and
Download help

Redeem code