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Milk Goats
01:30
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Unplug from the mainframe
Misanthropic Disdain
Go wild in to
The good night and
Move to the country x3 barefoot
Have a nervous breakdown x3 milk goats!
Howl up the full moon x3 compost
Moralism overload x3 run away!
Move to the country x3 barefoot
Have a nervous breakdown x3 milk goats!
Howl up the full moon x3 compost
Nihilism undertow x3 die young!
Watch the churches burn down
Eat cake, when you're alone
Lay down on the
Cold ground with me
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2. |
Cat-Call Murder Fantasy
01:54
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You must be out of your goddamn mind!
No dude, you can’t have my number
Your persistence is a wonder
Now I’m sticking you six feet under
but I was just out for a run, Sir.
Boners on the street
girls should be more discrete
“Hey baby, I can’t help it
it’s your fault that I was tempted”
Boners on the street
girls should be more discrete
They say, they can’t help it,
but we all know, that’s demented!
What are you, some kind of maniac?
Your game is all out of whack
Cat-calling ain't no aphrodisiac!
Don’t fucking touch me–cuz I’ll bite back.
Boners on the street
girls should be more discrete
“Hey baby, I can’t help it
it’s your fault that I was tempted”
Boners on the street
girls should be more discrete
They say, they can’t help it,
but we all know, that’s demented!
Boners on the street
girls should be more discrete
They say, they can’t help it,
but we all know, that’s demented!
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3. |
Baby Let's Dream
02:26
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I don’t smoke outside the Ottobar anymore
I am looking for a new way to breath
I don’t have enough time to get bored
I am looking for a place to breath
One more midnight walk to find
a place no one can see me cry
another rooftop hideaway
where sleepless ghosts unwind
And Just breath
Stay with me
Dont leave baby
let’s dream
I don’t sleep inside my car anymore
I am looking for a new way to grieve
I don’t know what getting old has in store
I am looking for a place to grieve
One more midnight walk to find
a place no one can see me cry
another rooftop hideaway
where sleepless ghosts unwind
And Just breath
Stay with me
Dont leave baby
Let’s dream!
I don’t want to burn down bridges anymore
I am looking for a new way to leave
I am tired of marching off to war
I want a space// I dont want to leave!
One more midnight walk to find
a place no one can see me cry
another rooftop hideaway
where sleepless ghosts unwind
And Just breath
Stay with me
Dont leave
baby let’s dream
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There are three big crosses
On the 81 drag
Right beneath a big ol
Dumb american flag
Im driving like Frankenstein
Gotta outrun the scumbags
They’re arming priests and senators
Im blasting billy bragg
Youre afraid of monsters
Hid under your bed
Black cats/blood baths
inside your head
Ive got a dead man’s brain
Puttin the ritz on top
A blue oyster heart
And i dont trust cops
Im driving like Frankenstein
Through the cable news slop
Theyre all crying werewolf
I gotta make them stop
Frankenstein as metaphor
Delusions of grandeur
Be careful what you wish for
Prey becomes predator
Government conspiracies
Used to be more fun
Now I'm afraid fox mulder
Would sound like q-anon
Im driving like Frankenstein
My work is just begun
The truth might be out there
But the lies gargantuan
You're afraid of monsters
Hid under your bed
Black cats/blood baths
inside your head
Where does the state begin
And the church end?
I know we're only mice
but are you my friend?
Im driving like Frankenstein
Away from those who pretend
That they’re not the monsters
When the monsters are men
You're afraid of monsters
Hid under your bed
Black cats/blood baths
Turns out the call was coming From
inside your head
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5. |
Darker Than
02:06
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If she has enough // she better throw it up
she’s expected to be wanting // expected to be small
daddy hands out kisses // but she has to crawl
morning’s always darker // than she bargained for
bled dry fed up
said no get out
She takes another pill // to get more comfortable
No one wants to listen // they don’t want it to be true
When daddy’s in your bedroom // no one looks at you
It’s our little secret // I thought you understood
bled dry fed up
said no get out
It was a Violation
Just looks at all the damage you've done
Just take another sip // don’t give him any lip
She knows prayers aren’t answered // knows it’s futile
Daddy withholds nothing // except for his approval
All she wanted // was for him to love her
bled dry fed up
said no get out
keep it all inside // no where to hide
she's accustomed to darkness // accustomed to pain
People love her daddy // but think that she’s insane
Just another victim // of a silent game
bled dry fed up
said no get out
It was a Violation
Just looks at all the damage you've done
Violation
Violation
Violation
If she has enough // she better throw it up
she’s expected to be wanting // expected to be small
daddy hands out kisses // but she has to crawl
morning’s always darker // than she bargained for
bled dry fed up
said no get out
rot gut fought back
let go wet bed
cut deep cant sleep
want more haunted
get out
get out
get out
get out
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6. |
Dead Mall
02:03
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I’ve got a bruise in the shape of a cul-de-sac
White picket fence stains all up and down my back
tried to fight my way out
Date raped in basements by sons of some prominent
Businessmen who will deny that they’re violent
tried to fight my way out
Bored teenagers, running around feral
Hoping dust-off would keep us sterile!
I’ve got a wound and deep as suburbia
Therapist says I’m completely disturbed,
tried to cut my way out
prescriptions for xanys and oxys and adderal
snuck out our bedrooms and od’d at dead malls
tried to cut my way out
Bored teenagers, running around feral
Hoping dust-off would keep us sterile!
Im not a good girl
Im not a good girl
Im not a good girl
Im not a good girl!
I’ve have a front seat to polite society
“wasted potential,” they said, “what a pity!”
thought I’d never make it out
but theirs was a prison of limp affectations,
I’d rather die than uphold their traditions
so I ripped their hearts out!
Bored teenagers, went our own ways
I guess I just don’t hate myself that much these days
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7. |
Clocks
02:15
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There’s just as many minutes as there ever was
they just mean a little bit more to me now because
The days seem to go by faster now than they did yesterday
so many years ago, felt like a different life
i held a different knife
i swayed a different sway
when my ever beating heart
cried out to the fleeting dark
you won’t catch me judging you, no i know that im flawed
there’s so much that needs fixing, i bought a watch because
i have wasted enough time feeling sorry for myself
not gonna wait for a savior or wish for a different life
i held a different knife
i swayed a different sway
when my ever beating heart
cried out to the fleeting dark
yaknow we’re all gonna rot, it’s what a body does
i never used to find it precious, now i do because
true love goddamn it, im scared we’re running out of time
so let’s take all our minutes slow, create a better life
i held a better knife
i held a better knife
minute by minute until i’m dead
shout into the night that i’ve lost my head
gonna fix my clocks and make it last
til we’re just bones beneath the grass
lick my ear and make me sweat
every heart beat’s a beat closer to death
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Darker Than Baltimore, Maryland
garage punk from baltimore's punk rock graveyard
hanna - vocals
ben - guitar
scott - bass
mikey - drums
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