1. |
Pickup, Don't Pickup
04:34
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Pick up, don’t pick up
Cold sweats
Tight chest
Words dropping heavy
What was said
Keep ringing loud
But looking down
Why am I wet?
Well did you eat her
Did you please her
When she left d’you pull her close and say
Was nice to see ya
Was it dreamy?
Was it steamy?
Did you ever think of me and
what were you feeling?
She’s just your type
You’re always looking for a muse
It’s a surprise to me but also nothing new
She even looks like me petite and with tattoos
Well did you eat her
Did you please her
When she left d’you pull her close and say
Was nice to see ya
Was it dreamy?
Was it steamy?
Did you ever think of me and
what were you feeling?
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2. |
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If you’re looking for an echo chamber
Then I’m an open field
If you want to feel in danger
try drag around your shield
Commit to going the distance
Louder you scream do they listen
I’m Sorry mister
But can’t sell me on the jackpot
Of an ever turning wheel
Badadadadada
Dadadadadada
Badadadadada
Dadadadadada
Are they watching
did they see it
If you’re lucky
They believe it
They believe it
Lies are coloured
With the flavour
Of good one
Of a savior
Such a nice man
And a good man
On the one hand
Waving that flag
Like you were born there
Get the gold star
In the gold car
When you pull up
Make ‘em all forget
They’re in your theater
Badadadadada
Dadadadadada
Badadadadada
Dadadadadada
See the performance for the truth
Of what it really is & why
Too scared to admit that it you think
Inside you’re just a bad guy
Mamma didn’t kiss you on the forehead
Say goodnight off to bed
Daddy wasn’t even
there to watch you get ahead
Did so well you did your best
Badadadadada
Dadadadadada
Badadadadada
Dadadadadada
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3. |
Sit Right
03:21
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I just got distracted by a beam of light
It bounced right off a window and shone through the trees stopped me at my shadow
Still can’t get anywhere on time seduced by all the glamour of the tiny scenes while passing by
So like a child I am one
Changing colour the leaves
You gotta see it to believe
Sometimes I feel like it’s the one and only
honest thing in this goddamn city
Full of all our big dreams lies are just magic and mysteries
Something about it just doesn’t quite sit right
Doesn’t quite sit right with me
What’s the truth
Give me the bad news
Feeling for real and the
Fake smile won’t do
Bandaged wounds
When empathy grew
We learned it how to build it
While breaking the
Rules won’t save us
Looking around
Not within then it’s
not without maybe we
Try again
On the roundabout
Always come back back around
Changing colour the leaves
You gotta see it to believe
Sometimes I feel like it’s the one and only
honest thing in this goddamn city
Full of all our big dreams lies are just magic and mysteries
Something about it just doesn’t quite sit right
Doesn’t quite sit right with me
To notice little details
The peeling paint garden snails
And choose to wait a minute longer take it
And if that fails
It’s messy but it’s our thing
The flower and the bee sting
One day you’ll wake up from your life and say that was a weird dream
Changing colour the leaves
You gotta see it to believe
Sometimes I feel like it’s the one and only
honest thing in this goddamn city
Full of all our big dreams lies are just magic and mysteries
Something about it just doesn’t quite sit right
Doesn’t quite sit right with me
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4. |
Bad News
03:05
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You say
You would always choose me
Never want to lose me I was never
yours but you think so anyway
I’ve not the heart to break yours
If it’s all the same
And now we look back you call it a goddamn shame
Why can’t we take the long view try hard be better
Forget about me and you forever
It’s always bad news too tight together
If you’re looking for a
salvation you won’t find it here
I’m lost in the same forest
Searching for the part that clear
You’re making a mistake what we have is special you say
Well if you can’t stomach it
look the other way
Why can’t we take the long view try hard be better
Forget about me and you forever
It’s always bad news too tight together
Why can’t we take the long view try hard be better
Forget about me and you forever
It’s always bad news too tight together
How many times
Can I apologize
It’s just the stars aren’t aligned
It’s a flaw in the design
Cruel to be kind
Not without reason or rhyme
I’m not confused as to who and to what and to how and to why
Take the long view try hard be better
Forget about me and you forever
It’s always bad news too tight together
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5. |
Show You Off
02:54
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I don’t know to me you’re a dying breed
One that is not likely
To be highly missed
When it’s gone quite like a garden weed
Is there a way I wonder
How to love your hate into oblivion
You’ve terrible taste
It’s obvious ideas retrograde
But I can’t help myself
I don’t want to show you off off off
Keeping up the story it feels mandatory
To keep things on the low down down down
Is it bad so say I’m a bit ashamed
Counting down the days
I’ll see you again
But won’t tell any
Of my friends
Your name
It’s better this way
Gotta uphold my own reputation
List of guilty pleasures I can add you too
Turning off the track location
When I’m on my way
I just can’t help myself
I don’t want to show you off off off
Keeping up the story it feels mandatory
To keep things on the low down down down
Is it bad so say I’m a bit ashamed
The way you look at me
Play w my hair and touches
Speak so explicitly
Tick not one of my boxes
But here we are magnetically
Can’t escape again again
Confusing energetically
I melt when you just say my name
I don’t want to show you off off off
Keeping up the story it feels mandatory
To keep things on the low down down down
Is it bad so say I’m a bit ashamed
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6. |
Your House, Last Sunday
03:19
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Different planets
Different language
I can’t stand it
How many ways are there to say I’m on the other side of
This fictitious same grand canyon
Filled with silence heavy hearted and heavy handed
You make me
You make me lonely
Lonely
What’s there to
What’s to console me?
Hold me?
Building bridges
From our wishes won’t withstand it
Once again I am reminded lower expectations
Why does feeling hopeful feel like punishment for loving
I think this ones much too great for overcoming
You make me lonely
What’s there to
What’s to console me
Hold me
On and on and on
Worst nightmare starts to look a lot like me
What’s wrong whats wrong
Too many to count and in a state of disbelief
We here right now
We’re here right now
And that’s gotta count for something somehow
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7. |
The Pace
03:07
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Up before the birds are singing
One foot off the bed fists swinging
Just one of those days hand wringing
Look around to pick a fight and trying to conceal
Do you ever feel like you wake up on battlefields
Struggle inside smile and a frown
Put up a fight put your foot down
Playing the part think they can tell
Acting so cool anxious as hell
Shaking a hand keep up the pace
Stay on the move fuck up the place
Maybe if they notice but no one would say just
Go on pretending we’re doing okay
Skipping the caffeine this time
I’ll just take a tea it’s fine
How else can I decorate
Light the incense and the sage
Maybe if I burn enough I’ll pass out and avoid today
Spiderwebs are sinking sand
Resistance is the recipe for failure
Struggle inside smile and a frown
Put up a fight put your foot down
Playing the part think they can tell
Acting so cool anxious as hell
Shaking a hand keep up the pace
Stay on the move fuck up the place
Maybe if they notice but no one would say just
Go on pretending we’re doing okay
Shortness of the breath while brushing teeth is unexpected
Heart beating me up
Mirror staring back (I see you)
Counting down to launch attack (it’s all good)
Did I drag this sinew from the other side
Continue in for one hell of a ride
One hell of ride
Struggle inside smile and a frown
Put up a fight put your foot down
Playing the part think they can tell
Acting so cool anxious as hell
Shaking a hand keep up the pace
Stay on the move fuck up the place
Maybe if they notice but no one would say just
Go on pretending we’re doing okay
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8. |
Shortcuts
02:53
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Is it just me or
Is it real itchy in here
The vibe was better before
This conversation began
It’s not the time
Or the place
Gonna make me regret what I say
Things like
You’re such a baby
The shortcuts didn’t work before
Keep piling but less is more
Making a home on this land
Covered in egg shells because
You and that go hand in hand
I know you mean well
But this game is so boring
The land mines are everywhere
And yes it’s your story
Believe me I do really care
The shortcuts didn’t work before
Keep piling but less is more
And give me a call when you’re done
Throwing a fit on the floor
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9. |
Sorry Like You Mean It
03:29
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Hurt my feelings
Sip your hard seltzer in the
Early evening
we’ve got a long one
Stronger than I look but
Weaker than you think
Easily bite the hook
You know just how to sink me
Shrug it off this time
A series of repeats so
Up into my eyes say sorry like you mean it
Sorry like you mean it
Make a fist or hold a hand
Take a risk
Or go as planned
What other choices
Make themselves available
You never try you never know
Have ourselves a blue holiday
You think about beaches and waves
Talking about mood and of space
It’s the deepest of navys
Melancholy feeling
And a permanent state of grieving
Seems to be yours
Can’t bring yourself to leave it
you won’t return the keys
Never just say sorry like you mean it
Make a fist or hold a hand
Take a risk
Or go as planned
What other choices
Make themselves available
You never try you never know
Big picture
Teaches me patience
Cultivate that spaciousness but
Truth is I’m so sick of waiting
Make a fist or hold a hand
Take a risk
Or go as planned
What other choices
Make themselves available
You never try you never know
Make a fist or hold a hand
Take a risk
Or go as planned
What other choices
Make themselves available
You never try you never know
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10. |
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Write your story
The way you like it
the villain the victim
The hero in all your glory
Up to your hijinx
Denying the consequences
Make a splash baby it’s your season
Never needed a fucking reason
Step outside for fresh deep breath in
Keep ‘em guessing it’s what they need
And
Just won’t stop a long night no sleeping
Spit it out when you talk believing
Every word like it’s gospel jesus
You’ve got nothing to live for
Write your story
The way you like it
the villain the victim
The hero in all your glory
Up to your hijinx
Denying the consequences
Make a wish on a sunny day
Your good luck keeping the gloom away
A thankless job always what you say
No they don’t know how you’re working
Save your tears for the private space
Skip in your step nothing less than great
Tell yourself it’s going to be okay but
You’ve got nothing to live for
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11. |
It's Gone
03:09
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Treasure hunt
A hidden room
Little bottles
Pink perfume
Glitter the material
Building the ethereal
Big eyes
Small hands they
Open like a jewelry box
Secrets are the diamonds lost
Dripping from new grazed knee
When did we learn to believe
In the illusion
Feeling just like prison
Funds are insufficient
Moving forward always holds the hurt of reminiscence
Non existent
How to miss it
It’s too late
too late no
It’s too late
Too late
it’s gone
Dressing up to just stay in
Growing imagination
Waking from a nightmare feeling touched
Feeling not enough too much
Learning to fake it
Constant indecision
Internal division
Why is it not just like what is shown on television
Non existent
How to miss it
It’s too late
too late no
It’s too late
Too late
it’s gone
Pushing away is just holding on
As embracing letting go
What’s the difference between right or wrong
Making peace with I don’t know
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HONEYMOAN London, UK
HONEYMOAN is a South African born, London based alternative pop band. Started in 2017 as a "just for fun" project the band has received international acclaim and continues to explore genre and style with each release.
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