1. |
So Here Goes
01:40
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This is one more attempt to be on the
verge of reconstructing my masterpiece.
This is one more beautiful line before
I decide to write myself into
the corner I've been crawling toward
and if I've really been as blessed
as every stranger ever said,
then maybe now it's time
I showed them why I am,
so here goes.
After all of this catastrophe,
the love that I've been searching for
still hasn't seen the last of me
and after all of this hyperbole,
the friends that I've been sacrificing
haven't seen the worst of me
and if it all goes as planned,
they'll be rushing from the stands
just to catch a glimpse of
my heart shattering again,
so here goes.
So I thank you for being patient
while I figured out just how to break this to you.
I've resigned to do what I'm designed to do
and I'll inspire 'til I die like I'm inclined to do,
so here goes.
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2. |
The Love and the Volume
02:39
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I'm terrified to let my hopes
get all the way up there again,
but there they go.
How was I supposed to know
I wasn't making sense?
(I'm just beside myself right now)
So here comes the love,
and here comes the volume.
Crank up the sub,
it's a bitch to hold on to!
I've had enough of never
living like I wanted to be,
so here comes the love.
I'm petrified of all these
no-good ne'er-do-well's
who emphasize holding gross.
I'm on the verge of letting go
of all my common sense,
If I did, I'd be liable to explode.
Here comes the love,
and here comes the volume.
Crank up the sub,
it's a bitch to hold on to!
I've had enough of never
living like I wanted to be.
So here comes the love.
No, you can't keep a good man down,
and even if you could, then I would have been
down for the count a long-ass time ago.
So here comes the love,
and here comes the volume.
It's a bitch to hold on to!
I've had enough of never
living like I wanted to be.
I'm terrified to let my hopes
get all the way up there again,
but there they go.
Here comes the love and
here comes the volume.
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3. |
A Fish Called Wanda
02:43
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I'm caught between a hard place
and a giant mess of a stone,
but I won't settle for anything less,
the more you put me through this stress,
the more I want you for my own.
I suppose we all need something to pine for.
Is this what I've been losing my mind for?
Girl, you've got me
up and spinning out of control,
and I've been trying hard
just to fight it, but I already know.
You have me lost in
the rhythm of the right song,
baby leave the lights on
and dim 'em down low.
I'm begging, Wanda, please,
I'm on my knees, I'm ready to go.
And when you say "I need you too",
just between me and you,
what's a boy like me to do
without you here to hold?
I suppose we all need something to pine for.
Is this what I've been losing my mind for?
Girl, you've got me
up and spinning out of control,
and I've been trying hard
just to fight it, but I already know.
You have me lost in
the rhythm of the right song,
baby leave the lights on
and dim 'em down low.
I'm not myself around you,
but I can't be anyone else around you.
I'm not myself around you.
I'm not myself.
I'm begging Wanda, please.
I'm on my knees, I'm ready to go.
Girl, you've got me
up and spinning out of control,
and I've been trying hard
just to fight it, but I already know.
You have me lost in
the rhythm of the right song,
baby leave the lights on
and dim 'em down low.
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4. |
No Such Thing
01:57
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I will never find love in Los Angeles,
because I'm pretty sure there's no such thing
and even if there is, I think I probably couldn't handle it,
so I'll abandon it, Los Angeles, and sing.
I can't even believe
I'm rubbing elbows down on Melrose
with some people that I never thought I'd meet.
But where in the city of angels
is anyone who's able to inspire someone like me?
Los Angeles,
I see them everywhere I turn,
another babe in a Mercedes,
who's just waiting for a bridge like mine to burn.
Why in the world is this place
so unbearably fake and when will I ever learn?
I will never find love in Los Angeles,
because I'm pretty sure there's no such thing
and even if there is, I think I probably couldn't handle it,
so I'll abandon it, Los Angeles, and sing.
And even though it puts a strain on my voice
every day, there's really nothing I can do.
I will never find love in Los Angeles,
because I'm pretty sure there's no such thing
and even if there is, I think I probably couldn't handle it,
so I'll abandon it, Los Angeles, and
sing about the California girls,
although I must inform ya,
I can barely stand to see
my heart out in the sand.
It's the intoxicating notion
that this God-forsaken ocean's
gonna swallow a man like me.
Los Angeles, We'll See.
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5. |
Darling
03:42
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This last sad song might be
all that's left in my head,
one more agonizing mantle piece
for you to take home again.
But so what if you don't wanna
be bound by a ring to me?
I've still got all kinds of
friends who will sing with me!
So fuck you, darling.
You don't deserve an ounce of love.
The things that you have done to me
are nothing to be proud of.
If you don't get it,
I'm not singing loud enough.
So fuck you, darling.
You don't deserve an ounce of love.
You seem to think that all that this depended on
was my fragile kind of confidence,
and the lies that you had spent it on.
Well, I've got news that probably
won't sit that right with you.
I could have done this all without you
fucking all those other dudes.
So fucking fuck you, darling.
You don't deserve an ounce of love.
The shit that you have done to me
is nothing to be proud of.
If you don't get it,
I'm not singing loud enough.
So fuck you, darling.
You don't deserve an ounce of love.
Fuck you, darling.
You don't deserve these words at all.
The last thing that you did to me
was easily the worst of all.
If you don't get it now,
here's why I never call.
Cause fuck you, darling.
Yeah, fuck you, darling.
Fuck you, Darling,
you don't deserve my love at all.
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6. |
Short Circuit
03:38
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I really just don't understand
what my problem is.
I keep shorting my circuits
and frying my conduits.
How could I manage to
be so innoucuous?
To be honest, my lungs
just can't handle their oxygen.
I can't seem to find the answers
when you ask me why I keep traveling on,
but all I need is an atlas and some attitude,
and I'll keep traveling on.
I really just don't understand
what my problem is.
All of this nonsense just
feels so preposterous.
I'll exaggerate matters
and claim I'm on top of it.
As a matter of fact,
It's exactly the opposite.
I can't seem to find the answers
when you ask me why I keep traveling on,
but all I need is an atlas and some attitude,
and I'll keep traveling on.
I really just don't understand
what my problem is.
I keep shorting my circuits
and frying my conduits.
I can't seem to find the answers
when you ask me why I keep traveling on,
but all I need is an atlas and some attitude,
and I'll keep traveling on.
I'll keep traveling on.
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7. |
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I'm half a bottle deep
and I'm asking myself for the answers
to all the questions that are ringing in my head.
Am I lost? Am I dead?
I'm not ready to know.
Will my brains ever work the same again,
or have I forsaken them?
I'm out to sea, I have to see
just where the current has taken them.
I'm capable of anything
and nobody knows it but me.
I've gotta do more than just land on my feet,
get fucked up, go to bed, and repeat.
There's another bottle interrupting
the novel that I've been meaning to pen
and it's impossible to make any headway
when I'm wasting my head away.
Leave it up to me, it's gonna be
another chemical getaway.
I'm capable of anything
and nobody knows it but me.
I've gotta do more than just land on my feet,
get fucked up, go to bed, and repeat.
I need to motivate myself
before I decimate myself.
I need to reason with myself.
I'm on the verge of disaster,
as far as I can tell.
I've gotta do more than just land on my feet,
get fucked up, go to bed, and repeat.
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8. |
Long Island Sound
03:22
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I know the nights seem awfully long
on the island that you're on.
Trust me, they're no shorter
on the California border,
but if I get my words in order,
you might sort of sing along.
And if I thought that this would win you over,
I'd play it all over the world
and when I reach the loudest parts,
I'll lose my sense of balance
and start to salvage every gallon
left of valor in this trusty heart.
Cause I need someone to help me stand.
It may seem like a ridiculous demand.
We're victims of circumstance and after all,
your footing's just as insecure as mine,
just as insecure as mine.
If I thought that this would win you over,
I'd play it all over the world
and when I reach the loudest parts,
I'll lose my sense of balance
and start to salvage every gallon
left of valor in this trusty heart.
Cause I need someone to help me stand.
It may seem like a ridiculous demand.
We're victims of circumstance and after all,
your footing's just as insecure as mine.
I believe that love can change the world
because when I fall in love, the entire world just changes.
We're just victims of circumstance and after all,
your footing's just as insecure as mine,
just as insecure as mine.
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9. |
Optimistically Sober
02:30
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You can call me optimistically sober,
but that's the only way I know to win you over.
If the nights that I had given you were longer,
I would have been happy to admit that I was wrong, girl.
It's a shame I let you think I didn't want to.
It was my pride that I was sick of holding on to, oh girl,
but now I'm broken-hearted.
From one lover to another,
I'll give your heart another moment to recover.
If recovery is going to exhaust you,
I would hate to let you feel like I had lost you,
oh girl, but now I'm broken.
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10. |
Nothing Lost Forever
04:07
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Oh, If life is but a dream,
let me take control of mine.
I just need a little help to get to sleep.
Dare I defy my restless mind?
It won't get the best of me.
At any moment, out of nowhere,
everything we've ever loved
can be completely swept
right out from under us.
So sing it loud,
I need someone to hear me now!
I'm speaking up, I'm looking down
with every step I take.
I'm careful where I walk these days.
It's not the same since you've been gone.
I guess it never will be,
and it kills me, but I'm wide awake
and well on my way home.
Any moment, out of nowhere,
everything we've ever loved
can be completely swept
right out from under us.
Completely swept
right out from under us.
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Arison Cain Long Beach, California
Hi, I'm Arison Cain.
I live by the philosophy that one great song can change the world, or at least the world that each of us is living in right now.
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