1. |
||||
|
I can’t sleep tonight
There’s too much going on in my mind
I need to apologize
It seems lately I haven't been treating you right
But know…
The best part of waking up is waking up with you
The best part of waking up is waking up with you
And I know it’s Saturday morning but it’s still absorbing every part of me
The best part of waking up is waking up with you
I want you to know, I notice you. I want you to know that I notice you.
I want you to know, I notice you. I want you to know, want you to know.
I want you to know, I notice you. I want you to know that I notice you.
I want you to know, I notice you. I want you to know, want you to know.
I can’t take this anymore
I’m tired of this three-way-war between
you, my selfish mind, and me.
Can’t you just accept I’m sorry?
I wish that I could last and validate the girl you are
I’ve prayed to God to fix my body and unloving heart.
The best part of waking up is waking up with you
The best part of waking up is waking up with you
And I know it’s Saturday morning but it’s still absorbing every part of me
The best part of waking up is waking up with you (waking up with you)
|
||||
2. |
Parish/Perish
03:55
|
|||
|
You’re taking everything I say
And making it seem like it’s gonna be okay
You’re taking everything I say
And twisting it, twisting it, around to fit your shape
(woo!)
There are ways that we should be living on this earth
And you’re not
Laws established and evident in what we observe
But you stopped
The prosperity that you’re weakly/weekly preaching is leading people from Me
Don’t you know?
Just take a good hard look at the words in the book that you’re holding
But you won’t. No you won’t.
Take everything you’ve earned and subtract what you deserve
And that’s Grace
Put everything you own in a duffle bag and take a turn
Throwing it away
That’s what it takes to get the life you want
The prosperity that you’re weakly/weekly preaching is leading people from Me
Don’t you know?
Just take a good hard look at the words in the book that you’re holding
But you won’t. No you won’t.
We’ve grown too comfortable
|
||||
3. |
||||
|
I’ve trained myself so I’m right on track
To suffer from another panic attack
If I thought of this more maybe I’d get the fact
That You’re more than time itself
But made up conversations on my mind
- With an moderator arbitrarily aligned
To boost both my ego and my pride -
Has me convinced that I don’t need Your help…
What will it take to finally get to me?
I’m tired of talking to imaginary company
If I give this up, if I let this go
Would you believe me? Then would you believe me?
Take my thoughts away
They seem to lead me far away (far away)
And break my walls away
They’re only keeping out that which needs to stay
(You use ice to numb the pain away)
He says, “It’s not your fault, you’ve got a break in you
If you’ll accept my help I’ll set it straight for you.”
“I want to give this up but I’m not ready to
It doesn’t hurt enough, it doesn’t hurt enough.”
“Boy just let this go, I’ve got a plan for you
A plan to prosper with hope and a future, too.
I’ve seen the walls that you’ve built but I’m breaking through
They’re not strong enough, no they’re not strong enough.”
|
||||
4. |
Prophet/Profit
01:51
|
|||
|
He’s calling you
to rend your heart and not your clothes
So it seems to me
YOU THINK YOU’RE GOOD AS GOLD
You wear your heart on your sleeve
(and make others believe)
You are living for infinity
While your possessions stack up so endlessly
Well I’m not a prophet
But I’ve got a good bet
On what happens next for you
HYPOCRITE!
HYPOCRITE! HYPOCRITE!
You kept your doors closed when they needed you
When the waters grew and they had no one left to turn to
PROFIT!
PROFIT! PROFIT!
From the exploitations of the weak-minded
You fill their heads with false hopes and manipulated text
Well I’m not a prophet
But I’ve got a good bet
On what happens next for you
Called as a shepherd (SHEPHERD!)
But you left the flock for your own gain (NO!)
You built yourself up as a king
But you are no king.
|
||||
5. |
Pray/Prey
02:38
|
|||
|
You
Took a hammer to my teeth
Made me feel like less than the rest of humanity
Worthy of genocide
You
Hate my God
But it’s through Him you have life
I bet he’d still forgive you
And I don’t know why…I don’t know why…
But when I pray
It’s not for your safety
It’s not for salvation for you
When I pray
It’s ‘cause I want you to pay
For all the awful things that you do
|
||||
6. |
Anyway
05:38
|
|||
|
Rain falls down on paper causing it to tear
Raise your voice in anger with intent to scare
You want so much more than what you’re getting
Cry on the drive home, remembering...
She wanted to tell you all of her dreams but now they’re just wasted words
Trapped in her mind and memory of all she observed
You shot her down because she’d spoken out of turn
Well she didn’t want to learn anyway.
Tell yourself your sorry, but she doesn’t hear
Making up excuses to keep your conscience clear
She deserves so much more than what she’s getting
She cries on her bedroom floor, remembering....
She wanted to tell you all of her dreams but now they’re just wasted words
Trapped in her mind and memory of all she observed
You shot her down now tears are filling her eyes
Finding reasons to die...any way.
She deserves so much more than what she’s getting
She cries on her bedroom floor, she’s crying...she’s dying...
She wanted to tell you all of her dreams but now they’re just wasted words
Trapped in her mind and memory of all she observed
You shot her down now tears are filling her eyes
Searching for ways to die. Please God don’t let her die.
I want you to tell me all of your dreams don’t let them be wasted words
Trapped in your mind and memory of all we’ve observed
God give me back this time, I don’t want her to die
I want to make this right...
Any way.
|
||||
Bad Naps Williamsburg, Virginia
I A M A W O L F
Merch:
www.bonfire.com/store/bad-naps-merchandise/
If you like Bad Naps, you may also like:
Where the Heart Is
by Sweet Pill
A confident blend of emo, pop, and hardcore from the rising Philadelphia band, featuring introspective lyrics and churning melodies.
go to album
Rising Philadelphia band balance oversized pop punk hooks with vivid, intimate lyrics, presenting a raw, honest vision of guitar music.
go to album
NOW THAT'S WHAT I CALL CLUB 85
by Club 85
A pop-punk compilation benefitting the beloved Club 85 venue in Hertfordshire, UK, featuring contributions from 32 bands.
go to album
Red Hot & Holy
by Sarah & the Safe Word
This Atlanta group have a unique take on Americana, bridging queer cabaret culture of the 1920s and '30s with punchy contemporary rock.
go to album
Meandering guitars, laid-back vocals, and catchy choruses make this the perfect end of summer album.
go to album
All Day, Every Day, All Night
by Del Paxton
An emo masterwork that hones in on the brutal isolation of upstate New York.
go to album
The English alternative rockers explore the wilderness between young adulthood and middle age.
go to album
