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Death For My Birthday
04:09
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Let me guide you through the story of a boy and his curse
Tiny diamond in his stroller with his first step chasing the hearse
Sippin' at a cup that's half way filled
But looking forward to the day he pays that drinking bill
There's no peace, there's no quiet on this earth
He confided, nestled tightly in that womb beneath the dirt
Hurt no more and when he turned 24
He wrote a note to nail to God's front door that said
I want death
Death for my birthday
I want death
Death in the worst way
I want death
Death for my birthday
Don't get me wrong cause..
I love life
But life has a boyfriend
Bless my soul
I'm out to destroy them
I want death
Death for my birthday
For my birthday
From the high paying job and the love of his life
He rode a roller coaster ride of lust on their wedding night
They made a baby in unmentionable ways
He was ungrateful as a man could be on that blessed day
And underneath he thought this is all a phase
Just a blip in the existence of a structure vast and great
Pray each night to his cross of a charm
For the one thing he couldn't afford just to buy the farm
I want death
Death for my birthday
I want death
Death in the worst way
I want death
Death for my birthday
Don't get me wrong cause..
I love life
But life has a boyfriend
Bless my soul
I'm out to destroy them
I want death
Death for my birthday
For my birthday
I'll never lose another friend again
Or watch them start a war that's fought for ideals that are dead
I'll never have an argument again
Because my dust
will be your salt
My blood will hydrate you off
My heart will be your meal
And I won't ride the cycle of the way it kills to think and feel
No more, no
I want death
Death for my birthday
I want death
Death in the worst way
I want death
Death for my birthday
Don't get me wrong cause..
I love life
But life has a boyfriend
Bless my soul
I'm out to destroy them
I want death
Death for my birthday
For my birthday
One sweet day his heart ceased to beat
He fell so fast beneath all our feet
Through bugs and snakes
Last words he had to say were
Help me claw my way to the surface
Oh sweet lord you know I deserve this
Just one more, just one more birthday
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2. |
Crush'd
04:25
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When I was 8 years old
Before puberty took hold
I thought I'd
End up beside a princess bride
And love was indivisible
Never mind how my taste reflects
A disturbing Oedipal complex
It's not awkward girl
The compliments are coming next
You're no witch, you're no wench,
You're like Bjork with better fashion sense
A phone, 50 cents, and I'm building up my confidence
Respect to your work, you're an artist,
I'm a silly jerk
I think that dynamic could work
So work it
I have a total crush on you, baby
And I can't let it go, oh no
I have a total crush on you baby, baby!
If only I could let you know
When we spoke no joke
I started shedding slutty girls
Like snake skin, my collection
Acquired through shallow misdirection
And as I drive tonight
West coast sky
Daring me to try
I feel alive tonight
Possibility, that I'm your guy
Though I suffer from dyslexia,
Mild man-orexia
And my hair cannot commit
To one popular genre of music
And though they all claim,
That a girl can't take a boy's last name
Or end up divorced and estranged
I'm counting on you
I have a total crush on you, baby
And I can't let it go, oh no
I have a total crush on you baby, baby!
If only I could
Your other suitors are no poets
They're only actors who can play guitar
Have I won your heart?
They're not students or screenwriters
They're only models that they taught to read
Love would you agree?
I have a total crush on you, baby
And I can't let it go, oh no
I have a total crush on you baby, baby!
If only I could
Quite sure you love me, Sherri
Quite sure I love you too
We should make a verbal agreement to only to kiss each other
Cause one time, beneath the sky, outside my new york pigsty
I saw a vision of you and I! haha!
Did it hurt? Did it hurt? Did it hurt,
When you fell from heaven girl?
Did it hurt? Did it hurt? Did it hurt,
When you fell from heaven girl?
La da-da da-da da-da, la da-da da-da
La da-da da-da da-da, la da-da da-da
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3. |
Grayscale
02:29
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Pictures painted by your hand.
Will never look the same again.
The colours run, the colours fade.
What once was bright.
Has now turned to grey.
There is a place in which I keep.
The parts of you and me.
As they were meant to be.
As just a memory.
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Aijou Houston, Texas
Aijou (F.K.A. Hisashi & Beautiful, Isn't It?)
Exhibiting
Photographer/
Painter trying to make music.
My other project (VOLATILE Powerviolence): volatiile.bandcamp.com
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