1. |
Like Demi
03:37
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Used to cut my hair so short
Like Demi Moore in Ghost
And people would ask if I was a boy
And I would ask them ‘why?’
Used to care what people think
Now I’m all out of fucks to give
Used to think I could make you love me
If I could just get you alone at the party
Used to catch a spark in your eye
Used to say yes to sometimes
Walk around alone, it’s late night
And I’ve been waiting for the train
For the bulk of my life
And you know it’s true
You let the plants die on your balcony
Then afterwards
You tried to blame everything that went wrong on me
Used to cut my hair so short
Like Demi Moore in Ghost
But she was just somebody else
Who gave up long ago
I was not made for sitting still
For standing in line
For swallowing pills
Think I can think for myself
Are you asking me to dial it down?
Is this offensive and loud?
Is this offensive and loud?
What if I want to start a revolution from my bed?
The things that excite you now
No longer have a place in my head
Used to cut my hair so short
Like Demi Moore in Ghost
But she was just somebody else
Who gave up long ago
I used to feel alone
I used to feel alone
Did you used to feel alone?
Cause I used to feel alone
I used to feel alone
Did you used to feel alone
Cause I used to feel alone
Used to feel alone
Did you used to feel alone too?
Used to feel alone.
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2. |
For A Moment
03:13
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I was sitting inside your house
You were getting ready for someone else
I was trying to talk to you through your bedroom door
Lying on the floor in the dark
Tell me what your future’s about
Said that you were feeling so high and lonely
And for a moment I was lost in your stare
But the words came back to me again
For a second I was lost in my head
But the words came back to me again
And I was talking to your friends for hours
Then you stole my hand and pulled me aside
The air was starting to thin as you got closer, closer
And for a moment I was lost in your stare
But the words came back to me again
For a second I was lost in my head
But the words came back to me again
For a moment (for a moment)
For a moment (just a moment)
I was lost in your stare
For a second (for a second)
Just a second (just a second)
I was lost in my head
And for a moment I was lost in your stare
But the words came back to me again
For a second I was lost in my head
But the words came back to me again
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3. |
Higher Places
03:51
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You’re going to higher places
You’re meeting brand new faces now
Dancing with desperate strangers
On a Saturday, Saturday
Say goodbye to all your friends now
Familiar faces all around
Say goodbye to all the streets we used to know
And you don’t really care about what they say
Cause nothing’s really gonna change
Turn off the TV, it’s time to go
And in the garden of my mind
I was spinning around with you
I never learnt to say goodbye
Cause I was spinning around with you
You’re going to higher places
You’re meeting brand new faces now
Dancing with desperate strangers
On a Saturday, Saturday
Thought I saw your face around
Thought I heard your voice in a crowd
Stuck inside my head all day
I think about you, in all the wrong ways
We live in different times now
Take the late express to downtown
Say goodbye to old routines we used to know
And in the garden of my mind
I was spinning around with you
I never learnt to say goodbye
Cause I was spinning around with you
You’re going to higher places
You’re meeting brand new faces now
Dancing with desperate strangers
On a Saturday, Saturday
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4. |
Better Now
04:10
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Dearest Evelyn
I'm skipping school again
The future seems so bright
But I can't seem to get out bed
And he said everything will be better once we get there
But they're not - he was just, trying to
Make me feel better
I wanna feel better now
Dearest Evelyn
I can't begin to describe what's happening, what's happening?
Another kid with a gun
Another rally at school, but no one's listening, oh Evelyn
Can you make me better?
I wanna feel better now
Can you make me better?
I wanna feel better than this
And there's a man, with his van, ready to run us over
There's a man, with his van, ready to run us over
So tell me Evelyn
How can I make it all stop and go away, just go away,
When there's a billionaire clown in a white house
Who doesn't give a fuck, who always gets the final say
Can you make me better?
I wanna feel better now
Can you make mebetter?
I want to feel better than this
Better than this
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5. |
Grateful
04:48
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There’s that girl who you adore
Hanging on that poster wall
She climbed so high, she broke the ceiling
There’s that girl who you applaud
She paved the way for us all
So we can do it once more, with feeling
And they tell me I should be grateful
And I’ve been waiting for a girl like you
The broken system’s broken me down too
And I’ve been waiting for a girl like you
There’s that girl who you adore
Hanging on that poster wall
She climbed so high, she broke the ceiling
So we can do it once more, with feeling
They tell me it could be easy
And I should be grateful, I should be grateful
Grateful to my own mother?
Grateful to fill the quota?
Just somebody else’s lover?
Just a significant ‘other’?
And I should be grateful?
I should be grateful?
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6. |
Mother
02:31
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Mother’s on the phone again
She found comfort in a friend she met today
Cancer’s eating her away now
Everyday’s a blessing but she doesn’t want more time
She wants to be closer
To me and my brother
But we’re buried in our lives
Tell me, is there anything you need?
I’m here now, I’ll give you anything.
And mother, who were you before?
Before I was born?
You were somebody else
Someone I will never know
You had time for your life
But you chose to spend it on mine
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7. |
Floating On A Highway
03:58
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Living in your bedroom
Watching David Lynch films
Two lattes for takeaway
How long will you love me?
Tired eyes Monday
Working on a Sunday
We fucked in a hurry
Knocked over my coffee
Floating on a highway
I’ll drive you back to your place
A never-ending driveway
Back to your house
Running late for our meal
We have so much time to kill
Dress in anything you like
We break all the stereotypes
Introduce you to my friends
Every single one of them
We should start a garden
So we’ll never starve again
Floating on a highaway
I’ll drive you back to your place
A never-ending driveway
Back to your house
I’m floating on a highaway
Sunlight kissing your face
A never-ending driveway
Back to your house
Living in your bedroom
Watching David Lynch films
Two lattes for takeaway
How long will you love me?
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8. |
Holding On
02:29
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Leave it on
I like this song
Sitting in your car
Crying in the dark
Drunken lights
Full moon night
With the headlights off
You keep driving on
When the lights turn red
When it turns to shit
This road feels long
Into the dark or is it the light?
Don’t know how to talk to you this time
With windows down - arms out, like a child
Pretend you don’t care
But you can’t keep holding on
With your tired stare
And I can’t keep holding it all in
And i can’t keep holding it all in
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9. |
Sunlight
04:28
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Sunlight creeps into your room
But you’ll find some way to sleep till noon
And there's a sticker on your wall
That tells you it’s not the end of the world
And you look at me,
Like I’m going set you free
Driving through your neighbourhood
Tell me how you didn't choose to live here
You don't miss your family
but that doesn't make you a bad person
But you look at me
Like I’m going to set you free
And you look at me
Like I’m going to set you free
We left our shoes at the beach
You started to run for no reason
Lost our clothes in the sea
Threw our name tags in the ocean
But you look at me
Like I’m going to set you free
Yeah you look at me
Like I’m going to set you free
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Nat Vazer Melbourne, Australia
A songwriter from Melbourne, Australia.
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