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The Aquaholic

by Sleepyface

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1.
Cement Shoes 05:08
It's this early August, it has me hot and under trees The train keeps passing by leaving it's battery steam It's all effecting my thoughts and there's a grey overcast But you know I helped make that And I have problems, make big bangs, shake the clouds, and rain on parades The nicest thing I'll do is get you wet, yet I can't wait to show you love But I know someone else who already does Well this was fun, can someone please cue the breeze and sun This wind makes me wonder, These rays make me calmer Your absent makes anger, We could have been lovers Now I want to drink, is this like me It helps me sleep and I never do, but I can dream And I don't want to sound so forward, bare with me I'm a heavy thinker and my head is tearing at the seams Collect my words prior to this, take cover while I release No such thing as a timid tsunami I hope you can swim, as well as you can fool Can someone please cue the moon and it's magnetic pull These waves make me sober, These drinks make me somber Your words taunt my anger, We could have been lovers Now crush me, fill my lungs wash me to shore wearing the loyalist face blue I hit bottom and I don't even have cement tied to my shoes This silence sounds awkward, The sound makes me darker Your scent makes me anger, We could have been lovers.
2.
And on my return can I kiss you hello Would it be too much, should I say something grown up Have you out grown me, have you out grown trees, should I back down Can you act like I never put down the crown and been the one Wake up, Wake up it's almost morning You know how they feel when they find us in company They'll search the city, skim the rooftops, 5 car squad and your dad yelling thank God I have you home returned in one piece Today we can say we never touched nor teased Saliva exchanged only from the blunt Lips to lips, no kiss, no tssk tssk From the top of the world to the bottom of my feet I'll never let this feeling bring me down to my knees This town can try, but one stop over there are plenty of beaches we can go hide I'm alone looking for company, these big mix drinks send mix feelings This is the blues, I feel toxic, well enough for you
3.
Who knew, you did. I've been swimming in the sewers of New York City You may know it as a little place called New Jersey I had premonitions of a better day I rise up out of the grey water and walk glass beaches And to the tops of trees to see what's ahead of me Down through tunnels and poured into a man made city And for what? I hated everything I saw and what it did to me I packed to see the world, to learn the truth miles from home and ignorance out the door, I plan to see more and more and more My jeans starched I found myself in Boise In love with life so thankful for this towns light With a horseshoe-shape smile, and on the edge of my seat I whisked away to work, eat, sleep, and prey Money is the prey, but before I do I face my lungs on breathing in cleaner than where we are North California is where There's something in the wind After all is said and done I hope you accomplish goals you had our eyes set on I'm here now and I'm proud We bow for ourselves and the generations who made and gave us all of this.
4.
Boredwalk 04:16
Better than butter, better than bread Better than sex in the biggest bed I cant compare it to love The dynamic of male and female is old as the dust Not to bore you with simple details of step one *Not to bore you with simple details but it's us A bottle of water and bitter coffee Candy for you, a smoke for me A dash across the states This is for you, not stories, babe We didn't go to bed hungry, upset, or alone We saw everything, and picked our future home.
5.
Salty Guest 05:24
6.
Bowline 04:43
I'm on another page in some other book It's in a different language, torn cover, and missing chapters I'm the key attached to the kite The kid taking brainwaves for ride I'm the man tying the knots, connecting the dots Who's all hung up Angst is dead, but the pretentious fucks live Born buoyant, the deepest plunges don't phase him Or..
7.
Beach Days 04:07
You see the same path I see, You think you see it differently No goal will be abandon, no words of discouragement will tangle The reason we got excited originally, was it all someone else's dream Somethings came true, but nothing comes easy Except for quitting youth. I'm tired of telling myself and you. My vocal chords are torn and have been sore for years I'm sorry my friends I should have been a meteorologist Then I could predict bad weather on the perfect days And we could have all the beach days I have a negative tongue today Stay away but if I spend much time alone I'll talk myself into a death I ruined my life to save yours, I made an example of myself Knowing you're smart enough to see right through me But here you stand before me, in front me, ahead of me. Me, me me me, It's called the selfish disease.
8.
Shark 04:32
I'm the shark in room, the surfs up my neck I'll take everything with a grain of salt But when I take it you should know its not my fault Defense is not assault, only a result Confusing kindness with a weak heart There's no reason why I should share these waters with you Now stand back while I hunt for food that looks like you *Now stand back while I hunt for food that looks and smells like you I'm very in tune with my surrounding I've circled you and can see you're drowning The longer I'm here everything you say is a bother Smells like fear and taste of slaughter You're thrown from the boat because it's a mutiny But you float better alive than someone who has died Still you'll never see me in your range Or survive the many changes and dangers of the food chain You step on toes to be an inch taller The salt burns your eyes, your lungs are filling with water No land at your feet, nothing your hands can reach You're out of time, out of breath, out of chances left.
9.
Ebb & Flow 05:22
No return address, I'm a mess How many signs can one distress So inclined take a guess, The answer is in your heart-shaped chest And my skin and bones packed to the gills from past thrills And time flies by when you owe your whole life The ebb and flow, the come and go The back and forth, the wish you know That changed the whole current And taught us all to swim side-ways. No more California dreaming, no more guessing life's meaning When we're dead we'll all know what it means I cant see myself in this reflection White waters in constant motion My canoe guided by a low sitting moon The body of water goes to the horizon And my state of mind is denying survival Rocks and debris shred through the wood beams I'm rowing faster, why does it feel like I've dropped anchor? A set back will eventually give slack But I can only see through my eyes
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released December 25, 2014

Adrian Silva, Ashley Eldridge, Damian Silva, Marco Montero, Jason Guadalupe, Antonio Borges, + Sarah Hollins
Recorded 2011-2014
Mixed by Steve Kravac
Mastered by Tony Mascara
Released on Mad Happy Records
Art by Mike Bond + Tara Jacoby

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