1. |
Freak
03:40
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Come to me dark and dangerous, take me to your bed
Leave my love song unfinished to mess with your head
I keep a box of all your stolen things
Memorabilia from fast food chains
You were the first I felt I could explain
Myself to someone without feeling shame
Tie me up!
Force me to settle down
Exotic ways to express my pain and rage
So please just help me out
I’m a freak
Freak!
Freak!
My friends will never know me, left at my own will
Anorexic control freak, addict selling pills
I can’t take naps I think they’re disgusting
I can’t relax the stillness tortures me
I wake up laughing to my morbid dreams
They’re much too close to this reality
Tie me up!
Force me to settle down
Exotic ways to express my pain and rage
So please just help me out
I’m so damn bored
Of wishing I were dead
So don’t let up, I just want to kick and scream
Fight for my life instead
Break free
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2. |
Punk Song
01:59
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It was over before it began
We decided we should just be friends
You were a mess, so was I
But love’s just another way, love’s just another way
To get high!!
Sometimes I sit and wonder what kind of lover you are
We’re not right for each other so I will ignore my heart
Oooooooooo ooooo!!
Oooooooooo ooooo!!
I’m allergic to your bedroom smell
And my dog makes your eyes itch and swell
Still we’re sleeping in each other’s beds
Still pretending that we are just sober and safe from lust
Supportive friends !!
Sometimes I sit and wonder what kind of lover you are
Well we’re not right for each other so I will ignore my heart
It seems we need one another, what if I start to want more?
Well I’m holding it together lying on your studio floor
Oooooo ooooooooo…
It was over before it began
It was over before it began
It was over before it began
It was over before it began
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3. |
Ultimatum
03:05
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Ultimatum
You took my power
Described as choice
Manipulation
You gave me the power
To destroy your life
And she drove her car right across the line
My own mother said "Hey kids you want to die?"
And now that's how I learned to compromise
I learned to compromise
Do what you're told
Do what you're told
Now that I'm older
I've broke every promise and rule thus far
And all my lovers
Like a carousel of broken hearts
So I drove my car right across the line
Said I...have to choose, I choose suicide
Cuz now that's how I learned to compromise
I just can't compromise
Now I'm alone
I'm all alone.
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4. |
Same Mistakes
04:19
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We’re little broken clocks, pinned up against the wall
My hands no longer move toward you and we haven’t clicked in awhile
I keep staring at the time, and know that it’s a lie
It’s funny how long we wait for feelings to show up too late
Well I’m chasing after the drug induced laughter
we found in my draining bathtub
And all my connections are short lived obsessions
that I run from when I get bored
And I sing this song – For you to prove I’m not heartless
I loved you all along – It was true, but I never said it
And maybe you’re singing along – To this tune but I’ll never know ‘cause
You have moved on
And I’m here still making the same mistakes
I no longer drive my car drunk home from the bar
And I’m safely using knives and I think you would think that is nice
And the seatbelt light still blinks to the passenger seat
As if you just left this ride, haunted by your stable beat.
Well I wrote you a message buried in a notebook
left in your bag you brought on tour
And I don’t think you found it and now I’m regretting
this feeling that you never will.
And I sing this song – For you to prove I’m not heartless
I loved you all along – It was true, but I never said it
And maybe you’re singing along – To this tune but I’ll never know ‘cause
You have moved on –
And I’m here still making the same mistakes
I know, I know, I know this
I know, I know, I know this!
And I wrote this song – For you my one big regret it
I love you all along – It was cruel that I never said it
And maybe you're singing along – If it’s true I don’t want to know ‘cause.
Now I’ve moved on –
Someone new...I’m making the same mistakes.
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5. |
Don't Think Too Much
03:07
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I gave up the fight
Of seeking for something, someone, anything
To shake me, get me high.
It makes this easier, makes it easy for me
Well I was doing just fine, on my own, not searching for...
I will be okay if I don't think too much about it
You will be okay if you doing think too much about it
We will be okay if we don't think to much about this
Not working out
I will be okay if I don't think too much about it
You will be okay if you doing think too much about it
We will be okay if we don't think to much about this
Not working out
I'm falling in love
Sick and twisted life
I should by now be buried but so should you, come
Under full moon light
Surrounded by these graves, here with you I feel alive
I didn't even try
I found what I was not searching for
I will be okay if I don't think too much about it
You will be okay if you doing think too much about it
We will be okay if we don't think to much about this
Not working out
I will be okay if I don't think too much about it
You will be okay if you doing think too much about it
We will be okay if we don't think to much about this
Not working out
I'm falling in love
I’m falling in love
I guess for you I'll try
this one more time.
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6. |
Just Leave
03:54
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I drank the kool-aid and died thinking I could be saved
By the man at the bar promising me fame
And every night he made a scene
We left before my friends could see him screaming
He’d come at me screaming.
I took one more for the wrong team – I lost my mind to loyalty
Believing the lies he was feeding
Well deceived – By schemes – Deceived – By schemes
He broke my keyboard that night before I went onto stage
(told me I was to blame)
The same man from the bar now threatening, callin’ me names
And if I go you still can live
Not fair to me to think of this as breathing
Just gotta keep breathing.
And when I leave I’ll make a plan to heal myself and start again
Believing that I can just leave him
And be free – Just leave
Just leave (No more fights, restless nights, helpless cries, for your life)
Just leave (You can leave, just believe, you’re worth more)
Just leave!
Just leave!
My best friend said “bite the hand that feeds”
Well I’ll do it but instead
I’ll bite the hand that’s starving me
Now you’re married
and I pray she’s safer
Than I was with you
restrained by order
And I have one chip
left on my shoulder
The one they gave me
for staying sober
Just breathe
Just breathe
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7. |
Bad Habits
03:39
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I went to the desert
To have a good cry
Brought with me my music
To help me say goodbye
‘Cause I’m grieving bad habits
Grieving bad habits
I walk my tiger
Six times a day
I’ll do it forever
Or maybe just for today
‘Cause I’m grieving bad habits
Grieving bad habits
You run away but you never arrive
Those demons you've buried are right by your side
Well maybe your mind’s playing tricks on you
And if you forget just remember this tune
Let it carry you
Carry you through
‘Cause I’m grieving bad habits
Grieving bad habits
Grieving bad habits
Grieving bad habits
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Elle PF Minneapolis, Minnesota
DIY band making alternative music
Ranelle Labiche
Jenessa LaSota
John Acarregui
Doc
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