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Melancholy
03:19
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tell me all the things you want and I'll write them down
'cause all the inspiration's gone
doesn't make a sound
break it down that I'm melancholy
break it down that I'm melancholy like a summer day
and if I gave you everything how long would that take?
i've only got another month left that I can fake
break it down that I'm melancholy
break it down that I'm melancholy like a summer day
and I feel you on the back of my neck!
I feel you on the back of my neck
and I feel you on the back of my neck
I feel you on the back of my neck
I was sitting here for hours and hours and hours and hours
I was waiting here for hours and hours and hours and hours and hours, hours
I felt the sunshine through my door
and I can't feel it anymore!
oh, I felt the sunshine through my door and I can't feel it anymore
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Emelia
02:53
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wet hair on the back of your neck
in the shine of the room I can almost taste it
feel it in the air, emelia
I can feel it in the air even when you've left
down the street by the streetlight
I see you there in the night
hold me here, emelia
won't you hold me with your eyes
you're giving me chills like I thought you might
and
emelia, emelia
I'll stand underneath your light
emelia, emelia, emelia
still on the wall when you're looking for me
tell me from your mouth
what do you want, emelia?
say your name out loud to me
I've never seen a collarbone I liked as much as yours
I can touch but I can't look
I can look but I can't see
I can feel but I can't breathe
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Breakfast Table
03:27
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you're a pretty boy
smoking on the street
talking about emotions that I can't reach
I like the billowy gauze on the sun outside
I like my back slick with sweat
I forgot how warm it is when you're on my side
I know it's just temporary
so it doesn't have to be so scary
I know it's just temporary
now we're eating breakfast at the breakfast table
I get all choked up, I don't know what to say but
if I could, baby, if I were able
I would do this everyday of march and april
march and april at the breakfast table
if I think about it too hard
you're not the one for me
but if I close my eyes
I can make a blind spot comfy:)
I like the shortness of breath
when we're running across the street
trying to feel something
take it slow
experiential, reverential
reverential
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Hero Magnus New Orleans, Louisiana
bored horny dramatic gay manic pixie former niche internet nanocelebrity currently eating beignets and thinking about pulling the plug
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