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what would ya say to me, if i said “sorry, i can’t agree”? with
all the bullshit things you’ve fed to me. i’m figuring out this
the hard way. so tie me down, well outta reach from that
rusted crown & the size of that waist, it ain’t enough to
make it ok. so where, oh where are we going? why, oh why
am i losing my mind? so what did you say to me? are you
sorry? i disagree... fundamentally flawed from beginning to
end but i have found a way to mend a heart attack, was all
i needed to bring me back and my love will swell. i feel new
with every single cell! where, oh where are we going? why,
oh why am i losing my mind?
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Strong & Free
03:26
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live long, strong and free! love and memories… make better
company! voyeuristic jealousy - none of that means shit to
me! i’d rather live for me! i believe it’s true, we’ve only got
the one, but how can we expect to see, when we’re always on
the run.. well i believe it’s true, we breathe until we’re done,
a beating heart, a mind apart, and our own setting sun..
if i were damned of body and soul, i’d turned this shit around
- i’d swallow it whole! opportunity never knocks twice, this
dog’ll have his day try, try until ya bleed, while the years
fall away. i believe it’s true, we’ve only got the one, but how
can we expect to see, when we’re always on the run.. well i
believe it’s true, we breathe until we’re done, a beating heart,
a mind apart, and our own setting sun...
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3rd Avenue
03:30
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i gotta see it from another point of view or i’m not getting
out. another day, another souvenir. oh it seems so very
unclear. i got away, with murder today. i left my heart, by
the bay. if you could stand another broken heart, let your
love carry you back to the start. i wanna see it from another
point of view ‘cause i’m now stuck on third avenue. a foggy
window on the seven eighty-eight, well i’ll be home way
too late. down portsea way, still underage. we sneak on in,
i remember thinking this is where it begins! if you could
stand another broken heart, let your love carry you back to
the start. i’m not looking for the answers here, ‘cause i’m not
stickin’ around… if you could stand another broken heart, let
your love carry you back to the start.
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The Selective Listener
04:06
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today, a retrospect on what we say, count the cracks in young
naiveté. so blaze away little digital display there will be hell
to pay… ‘cause you left us out here to rust, it wasn’t sugar
coated enough! and we’re getting out, this is a one-way
town and i will never stick around and some will say that
this is real, well how should i know when i cannot feel?!
take off that mask, give us the run-around. full speed ahead,
that awkward frown. so obviously you have had some work
done, oh it ain’t hard to tell, it looks to weigh a tonne …it
wasn’t sugar coated enough! and we’re getting out, this is a
one-way town and i will never stick around and some will
say that this is real, well how should i know when i cannot
feel?! some will say “should we sleep together?” and some will
say “did you like the weather?” and some will say that they
“refuse to listen” and some will say, yeah some will say… that
you left us out here to rust, it wasn’t sugar coated enough… it
wasn’t sugar coated enough! and we’re getting out! yeah we’re
getting out! yeah we’re getting out!
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The Darkest Blue
03:33
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cut into my veins, it won’t hurt i won’t show any pain. like a
rabbit in headlights, it’s the darkness we all know but don’t
show. cut into me and i’ll sink into the deepest ocean, the
darkest blue. you may not know me, but i know you... i know
you! i’m not making excuses my friend, but this ain’t how it
should be.. another day spent in bed, a heavy weight on your
head, a vice-like grip that won’t let go. a rubber room with a
view, i don’t see colour like you! cut into me and i’ll sink into
the deepest ocean, the darkest blue. you may not know me,
but i know you... i know you!
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Minute Man
03:39
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count down minute man, you are the second hand. tick-tock,
a better man - you are not. sell me another line, cop out one
more time, i bet that when it gets tough you run and hide.
slow to feel a thing, stubbornly right wing it matters not to
me that you’re falling apart … ‘cause we will figure out, we
are reckless in love. we won’t hold it out for you to take! of
fortune’s favoured sons, you mate are not one. a wife and kids
you can’t control, a profit share is all you hold. steal yourself
another’s wage, lie about your cheating ways. lies, deceit will
only end up alone …we will figure out, we are reckless in
love. we won’t hold it out for you to take! we will figure out,
we are reckless in love. we won’t hold it out for you to take!
so, we see it clear, a tough exterior and spineless fear. it’s all
been used, the good abused and you’ll be hung out to dry. we
will figure out, we are reckless in love. we won’t hold it out
for you take! we won’t hold it out for you take!
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The More You Bleed
03:35
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head over heels, waiting in line, you’ll never know what is
yours’ or is mine. stand still and tall, don’t move an inch.
safe as can be with no need to flinch. the heart may decide,
all on its own, it needs protection from all the unknown.
controlling the voice, the head and the feet, despite yourself
feeling so incomplete! the more you have to bleed, the less
you feel hollow, hollow, hollow yeah... the more you have
for grief, the less you feel sorrow, sorrow, sorrow yeah…
welcoming warmth, lies and all truth, robbing us all of our
life and our youth. bottle it up - ship it all south. stifle those thoughts before they reach your mouth.. lie, lie awake. do or
dare. will it break? forced inward again. sow the seed so that
it cannot mend! the more you have to bleed, the less you feel
hollow, hollow, hollow yeah... the more you have for grief,
the less you feel sorrow, sorrow, sorrow yeah… lie, lie awake.
do or dare. will it break? forced inward again. sow the seed
so it cannot mend and i love seasons change and on a whim
it’ll make you insane! the more you have to bleed, the less
you feel hollow, hollow, hollow yeah... the more you have for
grief, the less you feel sorrow, sorrow, sorrow yeah…
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The Less You Feel Hollow
02:20
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the more you have to bleed, the less you feel hollow.
the more you have for grief, the less you feel sorrow.
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The Refuser
03:52
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why, why you rip me up and cut me down? oh why, why
we chew it up but not spit it out... oh why? is this what i’m
waiting for, the pieces picked up for me off the floor? when
i want to scream but I never can! trapped in a shell like a
deaf and blind man! i have become the great refuser! i have
become a typical lie! so why, why you rip me up and cut me
down? oh why, why we chew it up but not spit it out... oh
why? so is this what we’ve been waiting for? tongue in cheek
with my jaw on the floor. suffering some dead air! aphasia,
discrete and sudden defeat! comin’ to grip with words unsaid,
buzzing around inside my head, they stab and they stab, ya
gifted gab. seven hundred ‘n’ eighty three. learning again just
how to speak my mind every time again... so why, why you
rip me up and cut me down? oh why, why we chew it up but
not spit it out... oh why?
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783
03:34
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ya got that disease. you do anything you can to please and
we think it’s sickening… that your head it is slipping down
around the four corners where you were found. ya made up
your bed, we never slept in it. i’m calling you up again. for
fifteen hundred days you were underwater when all you
ever saw was chaos and disorder. there are seven hundred
and eighty three reasons why i’m losing my mind! and you
rip flesh from bone, picking the pieces out one by one. stoned
to death. we left you in the mess you made. you’re so far, so
far apart. I gotta pick up my face off the floor when all that
surrounds me keeps my head in check. fifteen hundred days,
you were underwater when all you ever saw was chaos and
disorder. there are seven hundred and eighty three reasons
why i’m losing my mind! seven days, you assured me i’d
be fine, you’d applaud me. plot a course with my heart, the
barricades that kept us apart! take me away, far removed
from here. so very far away. so rip flesh from bone and all of
this is mine, none of this is your own.
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The River & The Sea
03:45
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it ain’t exactly as it seems, our lives were never made the
same and i’ll admit that it can get a little rough at times,
but this ship ain’t gonna sail away… you gotta to see it for
yourself, the view is beautiful and clear.. but you concern
yourself with the worry, trouble, stress and neglect. we
wonder how it took so long for all the parts to connect...
when all i know is challenged everyday by what you see
become a better me. i’ll float up stream to make amends! stay
with me, like the river to the sea, well i might not mind, if it
turns out just to be you & i... stay with me, fall to pieces, you
will see that i believe, in the river… the river and the sea.
i couldn’t listen to a word, a single fucking word you’d say. a
problematic disposition that i’m sure you’ll agree, it makes us
stronger and for longer we can finally see... that all i know is
challenged everyday by what you see become a better me. float
up stream and make amends! stay with me, like the river to
the sea and i might not mind, if it turns out just to be you &
i... stay with me, fall to pieces, you’ll believe, that i believe in
the river, the river and the sea. stay with me! we’re all that
we need! and time will tell! under your spell. so stay with me
like the river to the sea, and i’ve made up my mind, it’ll turn
out to be you & i. stay with me like the river to the sea, well
i’ve made up my mind, it’ll turn out to be you & i...
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Living for the Sun
02:59
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give it all i got and then some. holding my breath too long...
i’m done with all these fears, i’ve lost a thousand years. proof
i never had it at all. i’m living for the sun. i waited too long.
utter one more word that stings true. collapse upon myself,
you’ll see. i act the fool and run amuck, contrary to the rest.
i need some air, i need to know you think of me the best. i’m
living for the sun. i waited too long. deaf ears won’t listen
when you say: “babe, this is killin’ the foreplay” mr refuser
ya can’t stay, breakaway. i’m living for the sun. i waited
too long.
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Tenfold, My Soul
03:26
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i gotta give it what it wants, i gotta take back what i
learned once, i never seem to see it through, but maybe there’s
some hope for me and... moved by the waves, floating on
what i’ve been told. adrift and ablaze, i never take control.
to win, to lose! i gotta pick n choose! tenfold, my soul, i gotta
give it all! i hear your words, let me write ‘em down... i
wanna see a smile - not a frown. seven ways i could ignore,
a million times you moved towards the... faced with a choice,
this story may never get told. i long for the dawn, i gotta
take control! to win, to lose! i gotta pick n choose! tenfold,
my soul, i gotta give it all! wait now, force it somehow…
desperate, i vow... wait now, force it somehow… desperate
now! to win, to lose! i gotta pick n choose! tenfold, my soul, i
gotta give it all!
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