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The Fool
04:04
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I’m in the downs
You’re on the up
Five years removed
You couldn’t give a fuck
Even still I thought I’d try my luck
or fake it
So I tried and tried to cut you off
Your knife still cutting in my cloth
Like an itch becomes a cough
Becomes a plague
I wish I never met you
Still wish I could forget you
Quite the same
But you might say it another way
You might save me some kind of space
Quick to replace
This exchange
But I’d still answer if you rang
My number has even stayed the same
Quick to erase
Things will change
But I’m still stuck here just the same
And I’m just hanging by a string
The only thing to cling
Must I refrain
My hesitation still remains
And I’m just stuck here feeling a pain
That I can’t explain
I’m looking back on our old memories
And they’re getting the best of me
Just like you
I’m looking back on our old memories
Oh and they’re getting the best of me
Just like you
Once did do
Now tell me the truth
I took all the clues
Bent all the rules
And left me the fool
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2. |
Ninety On The Five
04:13
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The night that you’d planned
We’d get together without all our friends
I said I’d understand
If you’d changed your mind I’d of met the demand
It may be off-hand
But really I’m just fine debating shitty australian bands
I came your way and
Said I’d be there if you just needed to vent
Another nights hand
The cards we had dealt left us to reprimand
Another night spent
And me left to wonder if you and I were never meant
I said my goodbye’s
It may be my last but not by my design
Feelin’ alright
Yet still feel the need to invite my demise
Despite your advice
But really I’m just happy to of made it out alive
‘Cause ninety on the five
On course to collide
I should be dead
I should’ve died
Another nights hand
The cards we had dealt left us to reprimand
Another night spent
And me left to wonder if you and I were never meant
And baby just yet
If we left things alone it might be our best bet
And don’t forget
The times that we had I wouldn’t trade I won’t regret no
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3. |
Go To Hell
06:08
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Oh when the pain is creeping in slow
And I should’ve know
Oh but the signs keep telling me go
And my body’s telling me no
And I’ll that I’ve done
Once more around the sun
And I will succumb
For now I remain numb
I come undone
I come unglued
You made me run
I won’t give up the gun
Oh when I hear the bell
Buyer’s market - nothing to sell
Oh tell me to go to hell
But I already fell
Oh if things were the same
Would I ever change
Oh my fellow sinners
Bask in the heat of the flames
I come undone
I come unglued
You made me run
I won’t give up the gun
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Hounds
04:30
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Stoned and alone on the basement floor
Limbs strewn through the door
I couldn’t take anymore
You told me you’d moved on and settled down
Right after I’d left town
Quick little turn around
I hadn’t guessed
I hadn’t figured out
No time for thinking now
Stop the bleeding how?
I didn’t leave you like I did before
And for this I’m sure
Though it felt quite more
Call me and say that you could be so proud
I hear your voice still loud
Could pick it from a crowd
Tell about how your just doing fine
A new man - new time
And a name the same as mine
Stuck in the muck i tried and had no luck
What a puny fuck
Hands up and chin kept tucked
Round for round
Pound for pound
He’s the underhound
An underhand that left a man without a further sound
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John St. Just Portland, Oregon
John St. Just is a musician & producer from Portland, OR
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