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A Stitch in Time
04:06
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We're running short on time here
And we've fallen into what I like to call
The part where we're not quite sure we'd be
More than friends or even friends
But whatever end
I'm sure that this was meant to be the best
This came in a dream I know how that may seem
But listen to me please it's not what you would think
Please don't run away
When I say
is there any way that you could maybe someday
Just sit down
And talk about
Anything at all, or was that too much
To ask of us at this point?
And I know what you are thinking now
This is all coming from, just a stupid guy
Who's never said two words to you in the first place
It was just a case of not knowing what to say
Whenever I'm around your pretty
Face I guess I'm a nervous wreck
So can we pretend
That maybe I've said more than just hello?
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2. |
The Games We Play
04:07
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It's just another game that we play
Dance until we know what to say
I think we'll leave it there for today
And so we're playing this one now
We'll see if rules allow
For all the lights and sounds
No matter if I win or I lose
I'm still not quite sure what I should do
I really wish I don't have to choose
Between a fair fight
Or another crazy night
Just go with what feels right
Just keep dancing
Take a chance and
Let romance in
Shake, move, and swing.
So what does protocol decree?
Miss a turn get out of jail free
And I don't know so don't look at me
It's all about you dear
No that I have you near
Where do we go from here?
So what's the underlying theme to the games we play?
Just another reason not to walk away.
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When I feel asleep last night it was today
Drifting off to the sounds of the morning
Crow's distant caw, sprinklers sputtering on
I should taken their warning
That I'd lose the best part of my day
But I'm not so sure of what remains
Imagine being a brick in a wall like this
And I think you'll see what I mean
Call me back in a month after using it once
Silver lining losing sheen
Where have you been?
When I left the house today was already dark
Stepping out into the evening
Sparse passing cars head to the bars
I just got here but I'm already leaving
And I've lost the best part of my day
And I'm not so sure of what remains
Catcalls, urban sprawl
I know she knows I'm a know-it-all, I know she knows I'm a know-it-all
Oceans in the Fall
I know she knows I'm a know-it-all, I know she knows I'm a know-it-all
Empty shopping malls
I know she knows I'm a know-it-all
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Crimson Collared Tanager
03:30
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I'm fascinated by the little things
The orange underside of her jet black wings
Or the subtle swaying of her earrings
As she gently shifts her weights as she sings
I torture myself with the little things
Live in constant fear of the doorbell's ring
And the sinking feeling it always brings
When I can't quite see her but hear her sing
I'm scared to death of the little things
Scared to death I may actually be winning
So for now I'm content to be kept guessing
And I'll watch her shift her weight as she sings.
credits
released July 20, 2020
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Unzipped hoodie with the sleeves pushed up
Lipstick stains on her coffee cup
Hair looks like she just woke up
She never goes away
Entrails etched onto every score
Gut feels wrenched but I'm wanting more
God reality's a bore
Again, again it plays
Popping pills with an energy drink
Dry heaves into the bathroom sink
Dry leaves giving me time to think
If I made the right decision
Thirty seconds of discontent
Guilty parties came and went
Glistening softly in cold sweat
Now make the first incision
Do I dare?
Do I care?
Did this really just happen
And I think I'm inspired to write
She's a saint
And I'll wait
'Til the sounds of her laughter
Filter through the other sounds of the night
Watch the liquid smoky blend
As she slowly pours the creamer in
Stirs slowly pensively, and then
Hands wrapped around her cup she says,
"So this never really had to happen
Similarities aside, we're different
It didn't really quite come out how i meant
But so I never really had to say it then."
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6. |
Still
03:46
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With silver bells and cockle shells
She stole my heart to hell
Nail biting reminders
But only duct tape holds the outside of this
Poorly phrased lack of faith
That only mostly shows through
Clairvoyant conglomeration
Impossible, abomination
Truth seems like the only way
Should I tone it down for you?
With silver bells and cockle shells
She stole my heart to hell
But although she never knew me well
It's just too soon to tell
To say "Just pack up your shit
It's over she wins."
How can this end if it never begins?
Simple sentence remind her
That only duct tape holds the outside of this
BIased heart from the start
That comes in nightly on cue
Except I can't accept her
I just don't know what to expect, her
Voice just makes me disconnect
All the thoughts there were of you
She finding new ways to top herself
I'm finding new ways to talk myself out of this
She keeps on trying to top herself
And I'm finished trying to talk myself out of this
Still we never begin.
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7. |
Who Cares?
04:13
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Sparkling lights of blue and white
That if you squint your eyes then they just might
Spell out my future in an unheard of display
Of math and destiny
And we'll wish,
Wish we could disappear...
As I act out someone
Who cares
I'll be waiting for the real thing
You should have asked yourself
Who cares?
Another broken heart that learned to sing
And things will become all so clear
We'll see the towers looming near
But in our enlightened state you're sure to make
Me wish that I could stay here
And I could just go on forever
At the midpoint between now and never
But these words must all sound so damn clever
In order to explain things better tonight.
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8. |
Metaphor Means Secret
03:08
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She used to live by the sea
I squirm she learns how to cripple me
Cripple me oh so blissfully
She used to live by the sea
Hope regained composure
And she smiled at me
She used to live by the sea
To think that for so long
My goal's been so damn wrong
But that doesn't excuse what I'd lose
From dreaming of her tonight
It doesn't excuse what I'd lose
This will come back to haunt me
Time now just to say how cute she is
Halfhearted try to make amends
This will come back to haunt me
Hope retraced her footsteps
And came back to the sea
This will come back to haunt me
So now what to say
On that coming fateful day
When she's setting the tone, we're alone
And I'm starting to dim the light?
She's setting the tone, we're alone
I would've settled for nostalgia, honey
I would've settle for a lie
Just another guilty pleasure that we
Never thought of letting die
I would've settled for nostalgia, honey
I would've settle for a lie
Just another guilty pleasure that we
Probably should just let die
But this just never ends
That's just what she said
And I'm starting to think, on the brink
Of believing that she was right
I'm starting to think, on the brink...
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Stop me if I'm wrong
I've been thinking she's been stringing me
Along so long, that I
Really hope that knock
Approaching at my door's her
Coming back for more
And I'll pretend I heard her whisper
Another dream in which I kissed her
And I'll admit that I've let this hurt
For much too long, I must move on
Until it hits her
Since breaking the link of communication
Is the means of saying "I love you"
Then I guess I'll resort to inebriation
To release the endorphins you used to
So call it what you will
But I'm leaving and this feeling can
Sit still until I've
Milked for all their worth
The words that come so easy
When I think of her
And I'll pretend I heard her whisper (come close)
Another dream in which I kissed her (don't go)
And I'll admit that I've let this hurt (I know)
For much too long, I must move on
Until it hits her (It won't though)
She still doesn't know
She can never know
Might not even know
She can never know
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10. |
Wisdom Teeth
04:42
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Gaping holes and throbbing pains in my mouth
Yet somehow you are all that I can think about
But I know two hundred days is much too far alone
So cut me apart
With razorblades you've never seen
And eyelashes that you can keep in a drawer
And lipstick so red
The only question in my head
Is how much of this waiting I can endure
You're just a game for me to play at this point
But I'm not sure that winning is the best choice
But although you could say something I already know
So write me a list
Of every boy you've ever kissed
And make a note of which you missed in the end
That being said
The only thought that's in my head
Is how long 'til I get to see you again
You're goddamn right this song is about you
If you think it is, it is
You're goddamn right this song is about you
I have it all down to an art
This was all planned from the start
To cut you apart
With razorblades you've never seen
And eyelashes you can keep in a drawer
And lipstick so red
The only thought that's in your head
Is how much of this waiting you can endure/
Is how long 'til you get to see me again
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Millennial Whoop, aka Oliver Dobrian, is a musician making music in Southern California. He's a pretty friendly dude from what he can tell, so hit him up if you like what you hear/wanna collab/wanna say hi/whatever!!!
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