1. |
No One
02:05
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No one's ever hated me like I hate myself.
No one's ever doubted me like I doubt myself.
Everything surrounding me makes me feel left out.
Everything I tell myself feeds into my doubt.
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2. |
Like Mother
02:22
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I can see you crashing down.
I can see you crashing down.
She said, "If he was the flesh then I am the bones,
and quite frankly, lady, I don't like the sound of your tone.
If you raise your voice to me inside my own damn home,
I'll send you crashing down."
I can see you crashing down.
I can see you crashing down.
She said, "I love you, my dear, but you're no star.
You might think hard work will pay, but you won't get far.
If you don't get that through your head
I swear you're gonna waste your time,
and you'll go crashing down."
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3. |
Elastic Superman
04:14
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I'm so creative most of the time,
but right now there is nothing left.
The jar is empty, and the floor is clean.
The dust has all been swept.
The broken power line
tears away the connection to my head.
My eyes are dried out; there is nothing there.
The tears have all been wept.
Elastic superman, I'm crying,
"What's out there for me?"
So tell me, ask it. We're all plastic.
We pretend to be so elated, complicated.
What's the price to know?
Because I know.
I'm falling down the slide. I'm all used up.
The tears have all been cried.
I fell a little short, but now I feel
like I just need more time.
"One time I..."
I can't lie myself out of this now.
I'm falling off the graph although I grasp.
I gotta keep to myself till it all comes back.
Elastic superman, I'm crying,
"What's out there for me?"
So tell me, ask it. We're all plastic.
We pretend to be so elated, complicated.
What's the price to know?
Because I know.
Elastic superman, I'm crying,
"What's out there for me?"
So tell me, ask it. We're all plastic.
We pretend to be so elated, complicated.
What's the price to know?
Because I know.
Elastic superman, I'm crying,
"What's out there for me?"
So tell me, ask it. We're all plastic.
We pretend to be so elated, complicated.
What's the price to know?
Because I know that nothing lasts forever.
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4. |
Call Out
01:15
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Empty rooms with
cobwebbed corners
dwelling in my heart.
Arid spaces,
no oasis,
occupy my art.
Tapped out veins--
I've bared the pain,
and no one cared at all.
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5. |
26
02:50
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I thought that one day I'd be stable
that time and age would make my able.
Success is getting out of bed--
out of my thoughts, out of my head.
I am 26, and I don't know what I am doing with my life.
I am 26, and I don't know what I am doing with my life.
Overall, I am doing better
than where I was this time last year.
I have a job; I have a partner.
I wish I could let go of fear; but
I am 26, and I don't know what I am doing with my life.
I am 26, and I don't know what I am doing with my life.
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