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Feel Used
03:28
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Maybe someday I won't turn my head
When I walk past your street
I feel used but I'm not used to me
I see the light on in your room
I wonder who you've got up there with you
Do they know what they're getting into
You're in love with being loved
I don't know where that comes from
What's so scary about living alone?
I feel used but I'm not used to me
And you did choose to not talk to me
So you just do to make it easy
Now I feel used but I'm not used to me
Okay I think it's time to put this to rest
Don't say that you tried when I did my best
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Family & Friends
03:27
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I'll watch you grow up
Put God in a shoebox
Close up heaven's gate
When I get there too late
I'm on the road because it hurts to come back home
It kills me to see you scared and crying
I want the best for you
I don't know what to do
I'm on the road because it hurts to come back home
Who are you, Anna
Let the smoke fall out of your mouth
Where are you, Anna
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You said you were trying not to look so sad today
I'm getting the impression you're not actually going to change
I'm trying
No I can't tell at all (3x)
I'm trying
You might as well just go
Ached and paralyzed in paradise
No poker games, no more throwing dice
Me and my shadow are throwing a private party
And you're no longer invited
You promised
I know what I said
It seems forgiveness is harder than saying 'I accept your apology'
Call the cops to walk me out while I'm crying with my head on the floor
Melodramatic, hungry, and tired
I'm so tired
I see right you your face, your skin
Manipulate me til my bitter, bitter end
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Forget About Me
04:17
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I came home to two letters in the mail
I wish I hadn't read them or they said something else
'Pay this fine, boy. You don't know what you're doing here'
'The pain is fine, boy. I'll still blame everything on you'
Fall in love with me
Spend a year changing me
Leave me when I'm exactly what you want me to be
Complicity to all of your needs, don't worry
Just forget about me
Accusatory fabricated memories
Stars falling down the window I wonder what that means
I've met a ton of people living just like you
In search of direction, steering away from the truth
Fall in love with me
Spend a year changing me
Leave me when I'm exactly what you want me to be
Complicity to all of your needs, don't worry
Just forget about me
I found the love I need
Buried deep within me
I deserve to feel complete
I deserve to feel complete
Don't worry, just forget about me
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Willow Hill Motel Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
Psychedelic emo from Pittsburgh, PA
Damian
Alex
Foster
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