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Still Life
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2. |
Paint Me Jade
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3. |
Hurts To Laugh
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4. |
Guilt Like A Gun
03:47
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Told all of our friends about the news
Drove through Indiana unamused
by the two black dogs playing catch with the cars
on the dirt road, small town.
It should be a moment
Yeah, it should be a memory.
It’s just close quarters and loose-change jangling.
I can’t tell if I’ve got the right to be angry
when the world’s just passing us by
and inside nothings changing.
Feels like nothing ever changes these days.
The shoulders got colder as we go through
All the things I held grey-blued.
The future’s getting harder to find these days
and the past is harder to get to.
Your anger is an arrow; My Frustration is a wall
One will strike you down and one divides us all.
People are strange.
I’m estranged
I’m a stranger.
And that’s another thing that’s gonna have to change.
Feels like nothing ever changes.
Spoken:
[It should be a moment of surreal peace and unity if it weren’t for the don’t-snap-at-me bickering and tension. It’s sad that it always gets this way. I’ve found myself screaming at strangers in invented situations in my head,
Searching:
who signs first on behalf of a group?
Separation anxiety
Youngest sibling depression
How to mediate group discussions
Imposter syndrome
And Net v Gross]
You held your guilt like a gun,
But what are you running away from?
You’d shoot a glare at the sun
And blame your closed eyes on the sunlight
Shooting stars in the daylight will make you stare at the sun
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5. |
Short Term
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6. |
Long Term
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7. |
Freer
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8. |
Trophy Deer
02:52
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Hey man–
think you hold my jacket?
I think I wanna dance tonight.
But find me before you go
,
I don’t wanna ride home alone.
I was the new kid in a rich town
Not a lot of friends around
I found
the only other one in the neighborhood
Our bond was unbreakable.
Some people change but we won’t-
Be everything we could be
‘Cuz the pact that we made
fit like cement shoes
that looked good in our youth
.
The waters up to our necks now
,
We Gotta get out.
I don’t wanna be a souvenir.
Got my own way to go–
And I hope I see you there
when the smoke clears
The inside jokes
in new inner circles
Outside our old haunts
made an outsider out of me.
I saw how much it lit you up
to beat me down
You fly me like a fighter kite
I wish you’d cut my line and make it right
.
But, I’m the crutch and I’m the sprain–
it’s a complex duality.
There’s poison in the words you use.
I grew up excluded and you press on the bruise.
There’s a breeze I feel within me
,
and it’s taking me to places that you’d never believe.
But I won’t be everything that I could be.
And I won’t be everything that I should.
I don’t wanna be a souvenir
I’ve got my own way to go
and I hope I see you there
I don’t wanna be your trophy deer
Let go my rein and I’d remain
I don’t wanna be your souvenir,
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9. |
Recurring (I)
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10. |
The Stray
03:31
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Hold me like a bouquet bound to be thrown over your shoulder
Spit my name out like a dog that needs to be put down
Dance in my light
Dig your heels in my spine
I’m upright now (Amour Propre)
To know you is to kneel.
A rest that wasn’t real.
I’m up right now (Vive Ta Misere)
But I know you
And you need it bad.
Found your fix, but you can’t quite grip it
Control’s a drug that you can’t quit.
You’re lost and losing it.
Nothing feels right
Apprehension
Skin feels shrunken
too much tension
When feet swing over the wall
and heels dig into the earth
There will be no more running from ourselves.
The trailing haunt of malaise
there in the narrow gaze of the stray I became.
I know you
And you need it bad
Found you fix but you can’t quite grip it
Control’s the drug that you can’t quit
You’re lost and losing it.
I’ll miss the pull
of the prongs
in my collar,
and how that felt like someone cared
to keep from what I wanted, me.
We writhe from want and grow from need.
But there’ll be no-one to blame
when I’m out of the way
and the demon drowning well has dried.
If having grip of the rein
is what you need to keep sane
Canter frenetic to a shallow, shameful grave.
I don’t believe in constellations even when my stars align.
Luck is made with good intention, love and grace.
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KALI MASI Chicago, Illinois
Kali Masi is an American punk rock band from the Chicago. They've been heavily touring and self-promoting for the last 6 years; steadily evolving the heavy, emotive, and urgent sound found on their 2017 LP 'WIND INSTRUMENT' and the much anticipated 2021 followup '[laughs]' ... more
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