Lyrics

We all grow and we all die
And I think I'm gonna be buried alive
Lungs filled with dirt
My veins ain't got no air
But I ain't never gonna make it out
Alive

What does it mean to be stuck here
Too tired to live and too scared to die
Maybe everyday is a small death
Don't know if I'll make it out alive

So maybe they'll bury me
In my bedsheets and dirty dishes
Maybe time's wasted
Seeds frosted

And germination's unkempt
Untimely displacement
Roots frozen
And my body's lost in a moldy stagnation
But goddamnit
I'll spit dirt and dig

Vеins blossom and braid
Twisted and unattainable
Bones gnarlеd into branches
And hearts hidden from the eye

So maybe they'll bury me
In my bedsheets and dirty dishes
Maybe time's wasted
Seeds frosted

And germination's unkempt
Untimely displacement
Roots frozen
And my body's lost in a moldy stagnation
But goddamnit
I'll spit dirt and dig

[vocalizing]

So maybe they'll bury me
In my bedsheets and dirty dirty dishes
Maybe time's wasted
Seeds frosted

And germination's unkempt
Untimely displacement
Roots frozen
And my body's lost in a moldy stagnation
But goddamnit
I'll spit dirt and dig

the lyrics for “Dirt” were co-wrotten by Zora Seboulisa. Read all about this song here.

Wish I could live in a garden
Although I have a red thumb
There'd be a swing on a tree in my garden
And a stream so cold my toes would get numb

I'd be so happy in my garden
No one would ever call me dumb
We'd all be kind inside my garden
We'd just sing and laugh until the morning come

But I don't live in a garden
I live on a computer screen
I'm all alone inside my home
Where no one can hear me scream

But I dream you will come swing with me
Underneath thе blooming cherry tree
To talk about what we wanna see
What we wanna do, what wе wanna be

I have no riches to offer you
No diamonds or rubies or sapphires blue
But darling I would give you my hand
If you'd just buy me a basil plant

Basil cures depression
At least I read that online once
And to make a quick confession
I still believe I'm just a dunce, you see
But I'd feel a little better if you bought some basil for me

There's so much basil in my garden
In the garden I made up
I could raze a billion every day
And there'd still be more than enough

But I'll never live in a garden
I have a crippling fear of dirt
I live here in the real world
And in the real world you get hurt
I blurt out

Won't you come swing with me
Underneath my made up cherry tree
To sing, or talk, or just hold hands
And either way I'd understand

I'm afraid that I'd have nothing to say
But I'd keep talking anyway
And darling I would give you my hand
If you'd just buy me a basil plant

Basil cures depression
At least I read that online once
And to make a quick confession
I still believe I'm just a dunce, you see
But I'd feel a little better if you bought some basil for me

And how to cure depression
I've looked that up online
Once or twice
Oh I think you're so nice

So won't you come and swing with me?

I was never good at monkey bars
I was never good at running
I was never good at being loved back
But I still thought you were so stunning

I thought you were like an angel from up high
And I was just a canary in a coal mine
All I ever wanted was somebody to love me
I wished on every shooting star up above me

But when we played house
I played the stairs
And you walked all over my spine
And I said "hey, at least I'm included
You didn't have to be so kind"
But now I have your footprints on my back
They hurt when I'm having an asthma attack
But I'm sure that you had your reasons for pushing me down
On the playground

I was never good at seeking you out
But I was even worse at hiding
I was never good at getting angry
So I never got the hang of fighting

I thought you could give me some purpose
But you hurt me
Don't think it was on purpose
All I ever wanted was somebody to like me
To think I was funny and to not want to fight me

But when we played house
I played the stairs
And you walked all over my spine
And I said "hey, at least I'm included
You didn't have to be so kind"
But now I have your footprints on my back
They hurt when I'm having a panic attack
But I'm sure that you had your reasons for pushing me down
On the playground

And I am sorry for being so annoying
So saccharine and cloying
And I am sorry for crying and for telling
For singing and rebelling

And now when we play house I ask to be the stairs
And I offer you my spine
And you say "hey, that's so considerate
How are you so kind?"

Cause now I crave your footprints on my back
Walk on me or I'll have a heart attack
And I forgive all your reasons for pushing me down
On the playground

It starts like this in a room so heavy
In a living room that feels like it don’t welcome me
My boots are tired in
My legs are crossed
This is what being alive costs

I got this melody in my mind that keeps me up at night
I have this urge to love her
But she don’t treat me right
My boots are tied in
My legs are crossed
This is what being alive costs

But I got this silly little belly ache
That I think is movin’ to my brain
I wanna tell ya
Tell ya the truth, babe
I got this silly little belly ache
That I know is movin’ to my brain
I wanna tell ya
Tell ya the truth, babe

You’re an angel from a higher world
But I’m feelin’ like i won’t be enough
You got me stutterin’ every time you walk
And i’m starin’ at your lips every time you talk
And this is where it starts

I got this feelin’ that you come with more than i know
But that’s okay ’cause i’m sure that I just want you to know
That I’m in
I’m in I’m in I’m in for the long run

You have this heart that fills me like a balloon
And I would float for miles just to hear a tune that sounds
That sounds sounds sounds like you

But I got this silly little belly ache
That i swear is moving to my brain
I have tell ya
Tell ya the truth babe
I got this silly little belly ache
And it’s movin’ up to my brain
I will tell ya
Tell ya the truth babe

You’re an angel from a higher world
But I’m feelin’ like i won’t be enough
You got me stutterin’ every time you walk
And i’m starin’ at your lips every time you talk
And this is where it starts

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Baby I got this silly little belly ache
And baby it’s migratin’ into a very gratin’ migraine
’cause baby my brain has a little belly ache

And I just feel like the roses will bloom
Every time i’m with you
And the sun and the moon
It makes up all that you are
’Cause I do
Want to
Love you
This belly ache has conquered my brain
But not much more than you

’Cause i just feel like the roses will bloom
Every time i’m with you
Look at the sun and the moon girl
It makes up all that you are
’Cause i do
Want to
Love you
This belly ache has conquered my brain
But not much more than you

No
No more than you
You know that nothing’s more than
More than you

the lyrics of “Belly Ache” were co-written by LASH

I am lost in sweet shadows
I am lost in the molasses dark
I am lost in a world of my creation
I am lost in peppermint bark

I am on an island
On an ocean in my head
I am traveling with the monster under my bed
The mountains are made of sugar
And I think so is the sand
I think that I am lost in Candyland

Candyland, Candyland, I don't wanna go home
Cause in Candyland, Candyland, I am on my own

I wander through the streets at night
And I wonder why there is no light
There are gingerbread houses
Full of gingerbread men
They have no faces to smile at me
But I smile to them

Candyland, Candyland, everything herе moves slow
I am scared in Candyland but I don’t want to go

I find a chocolate castlе
That overlooks the woods
The doors lock behind me
As I knew they would

Call it a prison or call it a fantasy There’s plenty there to eat and its all for me

Candyland, Candyland, there’s no one real around
In Candyland, Candyland, so should I eat my crown

Candyland, Candyland, I languish on my throne
I am here in Candyland and I am all alone

Rosaline, what is it like to be all alone on
A Sunday afternoon when you ordered tea for two?
Rosaline, what is it like to be by yourself
When he puts you on the shelf? (oh woah)

And the crow caws and scares away the birds of paradise
And Rosaline’s eyes are fire and her smile is ice
So Rosaline why don’t you just fly away?

Rosaline, what is it like to never be enough
And when you call him on his bluff he runs away?
Rosaline, what is it like to be easily replaced
By a prettier face, cause that’s all you are

And the crow caws and scares away the birds of paradise
And Rosaline’s eyes are fire, her smile is ice
So Rosaline why don’t you just fly away?

And he said “the all-seeing sun
Never saw her match since the world begun”
But she was the maiden moon and he was gone too soon
When he left for the sun

So Rosaline, what is like to have survived
When all the rest of them have died? (woah oh)

Ladybird, ladybird
Fly away home
Your library's on fire and your books will all burn
The invaders and zealots
Set it aflame
The fire is spreading and can't be contained
And my lungs are filling with smoke

My mother had no cure for the world of sorrow and sin
My father had no vast library for me to seek refuge in
I sip sickness and spit sugar instead

Books don't grow on trees
But fires sure do
They're a dime a dozen
Here's a dollar just for you
And a loaf of burning bread

So ladybird, ladybird
Fly away home
Your city is on fire and your buildings will burn
The glue and the whiskey set it aflame
The fire is sprеading and can't be contained
And my throat is closing from smoke

My mothеr's limbs were made of wood
And she cried tears of rain
Burning up her body to wash away my pain
And sometimes she was too late

Dolls don't grow on trees
But fires sure do
You'll see them in your dreams
And when you come to
Such shall be our fate

So ladybird, ladybird
Fly away home
Your planet is on fire
And your forests will burn
The greed and glory set it aflame
The fire is spreading and can't be contained
And I'm allergic to smoke

So ladybird, ladybird
Fly away home
Your house is on fire and your children will burn
The invaders and zealots set it aflame
The fire is spreading and can't be contained

But I'm used to breathing smoke

My mama taught me good table manners
My mama taught me to be kind
My mama taught me to be respectful
But my mama taught me to speak my mind

Oh I'm sitting pretty at your dinner table
Better play nice
Can't mind my p's and q's
The ones holding my shackles
But I'm sure gonna try to

The first course of course has to be your pride
Swallow it til you feel good inside
Next is the bodies of your sisters and your brothers
Garnished with the tears from your father and your mother

Don't talk to much
Keep your elbows off the table
Smile twice as much as you thought that you were able

In order to survive
If you wanna stay alive
You have to stoop to his level
When you're having dinner with the devil

We preach love
We teach life
But polite conversations don't end nobodies strife
We preach life
We teach love
He says to turn the other cheek
She says I gotta push and shove

They say I've got a mind over manner
Be glad I'm sitting here at all
And maybe they'll accept me
They'll love me and respect me
Or maybe they'll bring forth my fall

So smile and watch your mouth Before everything goes south
Try to believe his lies
Cause you know that all he does is lie

In order to survive
If you wanna stay alive
You have to stoop to his level
When you're having dinner with the devil

Who set the table
And who will sit down
We do all we are able
But they own this town
They feed and entertain us
But that's just on the surface
All they do is for the devil
Cause we're his bread and circus

In order to survive
If you wanna stay alive
You have to stoop to his level
When you're having dinner with the devil

I’m little and I’m yellow-bellied
Dark-eyed, never quiet
At least my hair is soft and feathery
And all this soul I have- you couldn’t buy it

I saw a Subaru commercial yesterday
And I cried
’Cause there was a dog who grew old and it was implied
That he died

Two hundred feet
Deep in the dark
Carrying a spark to see:
I’m the first one sensin’ it
Cause I’m just a little sensitive

I’m a canary in a coalmine
I wanna fly away, fly away
But there’s no air in this coalmine
But I will sing today, sing today

But my throat is tight my voice is dying
And I’m scared of the dark
Wish I could be with my friends, flying
Wish I could sing like a lark

But I’m sick all the goddamn time
And that’s fine
It’s just my wings feel heavy and my brain’s not mine
But that’s fine

Two hundred feet
Deep underground
The silence sounds deafening:
I’m the first one sensin’ it
Cause I’m so damn sensitive

I’m a canary in a coalmine
I wanna fly away, fly away
But there’s no air in this coalmine
But I will sing today, sing today

Ooooooh oooooh
Ooooooh oooooh

Two hundred feet
Deep in the dark
And I’m the spark you’re carrying:
I’m the first one sensin’ it:
Sometimes it pays to be sensitive

I’m a canary in a coalmine
I wanna fly away, fly away
There’s no air, I’m leaving this coalmine
And I will sing today, sing today

My words are made of sugar
But my tongue is made of lead
All clumsy and peculiar
Are the honied words I said

My words melt in the morning
Cause in the morning it rains
The water strips away the sugar
Til just peculiar remains

My mama said to do unto others
As you'd have them do for you
But I've been told I'm kind of needy
So there's a lot for me to do

And I could pretend there's a glamorous application for kindness
And I could pretend that you get what you give
And I could pretend that I will be recognized
And I'm not just pouring syrup in a sieve

It rains every morning
And almost every night
And yet I never see it coming
And I never get it right

My mama said to do unto others
As you'd have them do for you
Sometimes it feels like the others
Don't give as much as I do

And I could pretend there's a pragmatic application for kindness
And I could pretend that you get what you give
And I could pretend that I will be rewarded
And I'm not just pouring syrup in a sieve

Does it do anything
The syrup that I pour
It always seems to disappear
But I give more and more
But one time I made you smile
And that's worth more than can be said
Birthday cards get thrown away
That doesn't mean they don't get read

And at least there is a practical application for kindness
And I don't need to get what I give
Sometimes I think it'd be nice to get rewarded
But I like pouring syrup in a sieve