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Comedian
03:00
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I want to be a comedian
I want to tell you my secrets
Stay a little unreliable
But pretty damn charming
Terribly disarming
I want the laughter to save me
So I don't feel things too deeply
We say we're ok with death
Nobody's ok with death unless you bring it to the party
Oh no, I can't out run this wave
Oh no, don't ever let them catch you saying
I want to be a comedian
I've got to tell you your feelings are really stressing me out
So I'll stay on my stage
A few feet away
I want to enter relationships
With too much baggage to handle them
We say we're ok with death
Nobody's ok with death unless it's how you're getting paid
Oh no I can't out run this wave
Oh no don't let them catch you saying
I want to be a comedian
I've got some pretty great stories and some pretty great edibles
To make it more credible
And to get me through the night
I want to tell you I think of you
I want to tell you I worry too
We say we're ok with death
Nobody's ok with death unless it's keeping you alive
Oh no I can't out run this wave
Oh no don't let them catch you saying
I want to be a comedian
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Cheap Tequila
03:34
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This bar is way too loud or I’m too old
Either way I just can’t think
Sweetest words I’ve heard all night are let me buy you your next drink
I’d like someone to talk to, laugh with, share the night together
Neon never made a joke or jaw line all that better
This loneliness it’s stings like cheap tequila, straight with no chaser
Music pulling on heart strings, the memories flow, you know I try to erase them
I’ve been fed up, I’ve been let down
Keeping my head up and my heart on solid ground
When the road gets shaky, that just means it’s time to move When love leaves you with nothing, you’ve got nothing left to lose
I wake up in my own home, my own bed I work for and I’m proud How many times can I yell at the TV by myself out loud
I’d like someone to talk to, laugh with, share our lives together
Sunsets on our stories, we don’t grow old, we keep growing better
This loneliness it’s stings like cheap tequila, straight with no chaser
Music pulling on heart strings, the memories flow, you know I try to erase them
I’ve been fed up, I’ve been let down
Keeping my head up and my heart on solid ground
When the road gets shaky, that just means it’s time to move
When love leaves you with nothing, you’ve got nothing left to lose
I’ve been fed up, I’ve been let down
Keeping my head up and my heart on solid ground
When the road gets shaky, that just means it’s time to move
When love leaves you with nothing, you’ve got nothing left to lose
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Saint
03:08
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I let it in again
Let myself win again
It’s flowing through my arms
How am I here again?
Found myself rummaging through the things that bring me harm.
Don’t think I could get more reckless? I’m great at placing bets
I know what’s right
But I’m not ready,
To give in to a quiet kind of life
Losing my mind, sounds like an answer Losing my pride, sounds insane Suffering is the mark of a saint
I lost control again
Ate myself whole again
I swore I saved a seat
Covered in ink again
Said I wouldn’t sink again
It’s four AM I’m clinging to the sink
Don’t think I could get more wasted? I’m great at placing bets
I know what’s right
But I’m not ready,
To give in to a simple kind of life
Losing my mind, sounds like an answer
Losing my pride, sounds insane
Suffering is the mark of a saint
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Brie Capone Asheville, North Carolina
Singer/Songwriter from Asheville, NC
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