Swearin'

LYRICS

Here are the lyrics for our Self-Titled Album! Thank you to Sydney for typin’ them up! enjoyyy

Swearin’ s/t album lyrics!

*All lyrics obviously belong to Swearin’, I am simply a messenger!*

*What a Dump cassette lyrics found here.

1
Blood on the road, I’m asleep in the back seat.
Ignore the ghosts, you can let me out.
I’m not the one, you know I don’t go here.
Ignore the ghosts, you can let me out.

I’m not satisfied with all of our instincts.
I won’t let it slide I will follow it.
I’m not satisfied with all of our instincts.
I won’t let it slide I will follow it.

Here to Hear
All the lessons came and went,
but no one else was here to hear them.
I second-guess it all the time.
I’m losing my capacity to lie.

Moving back here,
feeling too self-aware.
I keep thinking,
“Is this as good as it gets?”

All the lessons came around
Left uncertain, feeling let-down.
That first time I saw your band,
the obstacles I’d come across collapsed.

Moving back here,
feeling too self-aware.
I keep thinking,
“Is this as good as it gets?”

I’ll be there all summer,
dealing with everything I’m handed.
You can’t tell anyone that I’m there,
‘cause I don’t even understand it.

Kenosha
Place me precariously,
skinned knee. I want to leave.
You’re a figment,
you’re damn near malignant,
a dog tracking mud on the floor.

Black spine,
what’s yours becomes mine.
Yawning or you’re breathing heavy.
You’re flighty, you’re stuck inside me.
and I got a whole lot to say.

I hope you like Kenosha so much you stay there.
I hope you like Kenosha so much you stay there.
I hope you like Kenosha so much you stay there forever, and we all lose touch.
I hope you like Kenosha so much you stay there.

Invasive,
I’m losing my patience.
See yourself on a TV screen,
or in magazines.
I’d buy you a drink if I thought you were worth it,
or had a redeming quality.

I hope you like Kenosha so much you stay there.
I hope you like Kenosha so much you stay there.
I hope you like Kenosha so much you stay there forever, and we all lose touch.
I hope you like Kenosha so much you stay there.

Swinging from a double henge.
Meet up with your friends from college.
You think about me when you see her,
but I’ll be in Milwaukee on the last day of summer.

I hope you like Kenosha so much you stay there.
I hope you like Kenosha so much you stay there.
I hope you like Kenosha so much you stay there.
I hope you like Kenosha so much…

Fat Chance
Bad trip, fat chance.
I’ll grip the seams of my pants.
I’m leaving here in the morning.

I’ll move out of this house.
I will get my own place.
Get noticed, get in pictures,
I will paint my face.

Forever is a long time.
Forever, forever is a long time.
Forever.
Forever.

Sequins, skin tight.
You played in Chicago last night,
and I drove home to Alabama.

An artist’s mind is
stimulated by the aesthetic.
I don’t know about art,
but I think your music’s shit.

Forever is a long time.
Forever.
Forever, forever, forever is a long time.

Shrinking Violet
Watch me carefully,
size me up to a certain degree.
You’re afraid.
And I want you to stay away.

Maybe I’m not the right kind,
I’m not in my right mind.
Maybe I’m not the right kind,
I’m not in my right mind.

You’re a real comedian;
assigning numbers 1 through 10.
Your idea of a good time
is my idea of a violent crime.

Maybe I’m not the right kind,
I’m not in my right mind.
Maybe I’m not the right kind,
I’m not in my right mind. (x2)

Divine/Mimosa
Polish all your treasured things.
Savor all the ladies bring you.
Hermaphroditic offerings.
Rules designed to make or break you.

Wide open spaces,
foreign places
to find yourself, and forget yourself.
‘Cause you’re just getting old, you’re just getting old,
you’re just getting old.

They are making such a fuss
over all your stolen voices.
Lean upon a dead man’s crutch,
and you ill find yourself a martyr.

Wide open spaces,
foreign places
to find yourself, and forget yourself.
‘Cause you’re just getting old, you’re just getting old,
you’re just getting old.

Hundreds & Thousands
The bluer the water, the closer to hell.
Sandy rock-bottom, seedy motel.
Gallant as you are,
paragon dive bar.
You couldn’t love me unconditionally,
and I will just plummet into the east.

Fact over stories, and feeling in love.
If she is lonely under the thumb of
kings of airwaves,
deprived and depraved,
fruit from the market,
demo tape cassette.
We’ll reconnect in the haze of the bottom.

Suitable guest, you have crossed the line
of beautiful women and burgundy wine.
Madcap Manhattan will leave you behind
in good time.

Deviant officer following me.
Block to congruent block under the sea.
Genius incentive,
self-scent submit if
I will destroy you,
or die in the war to
discerning liaison or seltzer well.

Suitable guest, you have crossed the line
of beautiful women and burgundy wine.
Madcap Manhattan will leave you behind
for a good time. good time.

Just
Closed off from love,
I didn’t need the pain.
Southern boys had me going insane.
I know you had me right from the start,
sticky skin in the front yard.
Streetlight on a bit part.

I just want you to love me.
(Whoa-oh oh…)
I just want you to love me.

Something happened for the very first time with you.
Swallow my heart or let it loose.
I know you had me the night we met,
my empty room dripping wet.
Make believe we’re in my bed.

I just want you to love me.
Whoa
I just want you to love me.

I came in empty, and I broke the lock.
It’s dark around me.
Overslept, and I’m alone a lot;
no one’s asking.
I came in empty, and I broke the lock.
It’s dark around me.
Overslept, and I’m alone a lot;
no one’s asking.

I just want you to love me…

Crashing
Spend the night complaining,
running on no sleep.
How can you hang out with me?
Drove home to my place,
pissed and partied out.
Passed out, crashing on the couch.

I bet you don’t even want to
on the half chance no one else is there.
I won’t guess, and I’m not asking.
It’s not my mess, and I don’t care.

If I had things my way,
if it was up to me,
you’d think I’m still listening.

I bet you don’t even want to
on the half chance no one else is there.
I won’t guess, and I’m not asking.
It’s not my mess, and I don’t care.
I bet you don’t even want to
on the half chance no one else is there.
I won’t guess, and I’m not asking.
It’s not my mess, and I don’t care.

Kill ‘em with Kindness
I’m a mess, and I’m in line.
I’m almost impressed enough to try.

Empty Head
Hot at night, even late.
I still call you by your old name.
It’s not like anyone’s even here.

Old plans are forced to wait,
all the old shit takes a back seat.
I don’t have anything left to share.

I collect the blurry past into my empty head,
and it’s sad to want it back,
my time again.
Its not like anything was better then.
I never wanna know.

Old and unfamiliar face,
doesn’t make a sound when it fades.
You can’t trust anyone not to care.

Light outside, time to waste,
clean my clock so I can sleep late.
I still have no idea why I’m here.

I collect the blurry past into my empty head,
and it’s sad to want it back…

Movie Star
Tawdry slur
you’ll mutter,
she’ll here you,
you’ll argue.
You’ve got her records in the basement,
you’ve got half a case left.

You say that I remind you of a movie star.
No one likes you when you’re as old as we are.
And you were barefoot on Magnolia Avenue
the day I met you.

Bleary-eyed, without permission
you work out own rendition
of your contingency in three acts:
Tennessee River, a drunken relapse.
And her new girlfriend, she’s got a new girlfriend now.

You say that I remind you of a movie star.
No one likes you when you’re as old as we are.
And you were barefoot on Magnolia Avenue
the day I met you.

You and me don’t earn much pay,
but you and me got enough to get away
if we want to.
You and me don’t earn much pay,
but you and me got enough to get away…

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