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Live the Dream!
01:07
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what do ya say?
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Spraynard Kruger
01:50
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beet red and other cliches and to understate
dismayed are the slaves packed into their crates
"dragged against your will
from a basement on the hill"
while my dead-end child sleeps a while
and dreams of paying bills
oh uncomfortable and numb, wined, daft and dumb
buy another rhyme to hum while hiding from the sun
he's a fortunate/favorite one/son
O post-modern world you've woken up
and given every crook a crutch
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of Places I'll Never Be
02:22
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i'm not catching fireflies
not holding hands in the woods
don't take my picture
the past or present i need a second to think
i need a second, am i awake or asleep
take a second breath take a second to breathe
is hope lost, hope not
but then again i'm second guessing things
nothing was what it had ever seemed to be
the story's crushing, it crushed you, it crushed me
don't pretend to write short stories
i'm only what you see in me
i woke up on the wrong side
and i tried to paint a picture*
but all the morning gave me
was aches and dirty dishes
i dusted off a paperback but failed to find a story
that would lead me to believe
that anything had lost its glory
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No No No No No No
02:05
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i'm not favored i'm not dead
i'm not in my body i'm not in my head
i look more like retail
when enough said "enough"
oh someday i'll change my mind
i think // i change my mind
my mind // i'm losing time
the time is never enough
BUT THAT'S LIFE
i come across as negative and overbearing
all my words slur to titles of bad songs
my jokes didn't land oh no one said a word
oh god my god i'm going home to bed
am i?
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can i get in a second word, it's a verb
because inaction helps me fall asleep
i would perfer to phrase it lightly
though i do find this exciting
and your dispositions killing me
list one benefit of sacred and misread
or leaving the apartment to buy cigarettes and bread
knowing me knowing you it's the best we can do
but they're selling tempered chaos
and they bought up all the food
list one benefit of cigarettes and bread
or leaving the apartment or getting out of bed
tell me what you guys have been talking about
i've read a couple books & tied up loose ends
i wanna knowwwwwowowowowowow
how to get myself to shutthefuckup
i scrambled my brain and i sat out on the curb
and i thought about the
tragedy of fame vs. a nameplate and a desk
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Snap King
01:55
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all that matters is we're matter and we matter then we're gone
god's will is just a cop out where the kids can sing along
put on yr sunday shoes and huddle under mass
my mouth is filled with dust and bits of staind glass
i guess this is growing up in a world with _____shit_____
but i think we owe it to the girls who want to be
more than just personalities
these are the folks, they drink and they smoke
they're taking matters into their own hands
these are the folks, they cough and they choke
don't worry it's all going according to plan
seek to escape their own wealth & privilege
by adopting asthetics of the blue collar class
sold back what they thought they sought to invent
while dancing on irony and bits of staind glass
hum a humble protest song like " i don't know
i guess i'm sick of this
feeling defeated, feeling unrest
feeling like working will work out the best"
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Tremarche Worcester, Massachusetts
CHARLES//JOSH
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OLIVIA//ANTHONY
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