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Brock Lesnar
01:44
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Brock, I wish I was you, don’t get me wrong, I like being me but sometimes, I want to be a big meatball. I state my preferences, I don’t feel good about it. I guess I’m guilty, like everybody. I am a dick. You’re a dick. Everyone’s an asshole. It’s just me. I’m not good, I take to your bed. I’m too busy telling lies to my friends about how I’ve been feeling, to think about how I’ve been feeling, it feels overwhelming like an unstoppable heat rash. Don’t get me wrong! Close the door on the way out. Wish we could be Aaron and Miyukie. Aaron and Miyukie lying down on the bed.
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Million Farts
01:34
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My mother told me to pack my luggage, we're moving to overseas and theres nothing you can do about it. Making out with a emilia fart all up in my room, all up in heart. I don't know what to tell you I dont know what to say. Do I like you or am I scared of you. I can't tell the difference someone please tell me, it’s a slip i'm sure but I'm still standing. How long until I? How long until he - I’m sure. I don’t feel you feel like you feel like you feel me, you didn’t think twice when you drank with him last night.
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Brotherhood Soup
01:18
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I never thought I would get so close so far. I never thought I would see the end of the day. I never thought I would be in the army now according to you. But it feels so fucking far away. Super big sigh. She’s grateful im not partying but i might as well be cuz my friends are so much fun.
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Jimmy
01:15
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Think too hard too easy to be overjoyed I feel like exploding, I’m not sure if it’s unjust to not want to die when everything’s alright. Start using seatbelts, washing my hands twice, so excited about life, that I’m convinced I’ll die before it happens. While it happens. You’re far I know. I wish I met you on different shores, blame it on my anxiety, but only you know that I, fucking hate your guts Jayme.
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Terror Hamster
01:06
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I don’t expect you to write me a love letter every single time we meet. You could send me some flowers instead. Send it out to my parents house, we don’t have to meet. Oh my, how did I end up like this? I’d want to know, and if I die will I cease to exist. Under this blue water, how can I explain, that this means the world to me?
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I don’t think it means as much as it does to me. Adult shows on replay, this bond has gone awry. Through the years, I fear, was it june or was it may. I don’t care. Honestly it’s eating me up inside, when I’m alone and not fishing with my friends.
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