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The Best Thing
04:01
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In the morning I hope your names on my cell phone, a post on Instagram a tweet from you nightstand to remind me why I can't sleep. To a state where you came from, Minnesota and the battle scars. Taken by anxiety your the queen trapped here by everything. I've been wrong and I've been right, said things at the worst of times. Better yet I've found my sense of taking for granted all of this bullshit.
You said I was the best thing that happened to you, but I don't know if you're sober enough to be saying that. If you haven't figured out by now, to be lonely is better than to be with you.
Oh it's such a shame that I built this house for you, a house that I never stepped foot in before. Surrounded by steal hearts and liquid veins. Stolen by sharp wit and empty fame.
I could have felt like this without you.
You said I was the best thing that happened to you, but I don't know if you're sober enough to be saying that. If you haven't figured out by now, to be lonely is better than to be with you.
I'm slowly looking for a better place.
One where you aren't on my mind.
Now I'm just angry and I can't sleep.
I can't figure you out between this simple bliss and other ways but maybe I lied.
You said that I was the best thing.
(I'm living slowly.)
I never left a mess behind, but I left a mess of you.
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Home for the Weekend
04:37
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'94
03:58
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When I was growing up I only thought of being older
I was born to be braver than this
I was just a kid when you were still learning from your mistakes
I was born to be better than this
I was bred in developing neighborhoods in ’94
I tried to lure you away from your old habits
But I can’t do this anymore
There’s not much more that I can do for you
November 29th, 2002
We stripped you from your halo and clipped your wings
Lost my holy ghost in the spring
And I know you were there looking down at me
In despair
Thought I got rid of you
When I was digging through all of my vices
The indecisiveness of letting you go
But you died when I was seven
They told me you went to heaven
But then why did my father cry?
I only saw an empty body
I never saw a fleeing ghost
And yet we mourn for this to go
We mourn for this to go
We mourn for this feeling to go away
We mourn for this to go
I remember thinking that you and I were gonna be forever
(Lost my holy ghost in the spring)
I remember thinking that you were gonna make me better
I remember thinking the medicine was gonna make me better
(Lost my holy ghost in the spring)
Now I realize that you were the only thing that ever helped
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Backseat
03:39
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5. |
Not Next to You
04:24
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6. |
All I Ever Wanted
03:50
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