Kupek's Nameless, Faceless Compilation
Lyrics its getting cold she said well there's a blanket on my bed i said and i can warm it up for you you know there's room enough for 2 and there's a rumour on the street that you still think i'm kind of sweet why don't you lean back in your chair relax, let down your hair it's getting cold she said well there's a blanket on my bed you see and you can warm it up with me and you can light that up feel free and there's a rumour that i've heard but i won't say another word i've got some wine that we can sip and then you know i'd like to taste the cigarette on your lips tonight i don't want to have to fight there's something in your eyes some still-smoldering fire tonight the ashes in your eyes they match the smoke on your tongue the night's still young2. on the other side of the world written 7 october / 10 december 2002 electric guitar: Joel MacMillan bass: Andrew Patten drums: Eddy O'Malley backup vocals: Luke Wilson (everything else on all the songs was played by me, unless otherwise noted) on the other side of the world there is an inversion of you there is an upside-down girl how did i get myself into this mess is the question she's asking herself i guess and her answer is there are no answers please don't romance her well i hate to tell you this but we are in you're not supposed to be upside-down so that's supposed to be a smile, not a frown how did i get myself into this mess is the question you've got to ask yourself i guess and your answer is to look right at me and to head straight for me i can't believe my eyes you must be looking for some other guy some other guy wouldn't understand you're a complex girl, i'm a complex man and we can't be bothered with you people anymore don't call it a comeback but i guess i'm back it took a while for me to wake up now it's time for me to put up or shut up to stand up or give up you may not be the only one for me but please say you'll be the next and it may be stupid it may lead to tragedy it may lead to heartbreak double heartbreak but i think it's worth it on the other side of the world there's a million beautifully tragic, fucked-up girls how did i get myself into this mess is the question you've gotta ask yourself i guess and my answer is there are no answers but i think it's worth it my sensors have gone awry you should be looking for some other guy some other guy wouldn't understand you're a complex girl, i'm a complex man and we can't be bothered with you people anymore, anymore, anymore3. totally untitled written 11 november 2002 electric guitar: Joel bass: Andrew drums: Eddy backup vocals: Luke all the kids can't take the heat they've stopped their dancing in the streets they've stopped putting buttons on their bags they've stopped drinking booze and smoking fags because they've realized that they'll never be cool or else it's just me and i'm a fool but if there's one thing that i know it's that we're right to take it slow from vancouver to hali-hali-fax the kids are having panic attacks they're writing all about their days to make the uncertainty go away they've stopped jumping around in bremer-town and crying all day in visali-yay and i will kiss you in to-rah-ronto, or if i have to in providence, or chica-go-go-go-go all the kids can't stand the cold they've started to admit they're growing old they've started taking notes and making lists they've started to regret the things they've missed because they're thinking life goes by so fast or else it's just me and i'm an ass but if you leave me i don't know what i'll do because i'm getting used to life with you and if there's one thing that i know it's that i have got to take it slow4. desolay written summer 2001 (sometime) electric guitar: Joel drums: Eddy she never did think much of herself she was more concerned with everybody else always worried about how they felt never one to curse them out the kids would make her cry almost every day her mom and dad said it would turn out okay but those tears kept streaming down her face could this be her fate? her face was dirty and her eyes were red she screamed into her pillow that she would rather just be dead but then what did she know? she can't stop the birds from singing she can't stop her brain from thinking that she wants to die; she doesn't want to die she just wants something to believe in some fresh air that she could breathe in but what does she know? he was the kind of kid you don't even see he walks around invisibly he says important things and no-one cares it's like he isn't there with all his frustration and his rage he screams into the night that they'll all be so sorry someday but who knows if he's right? well he can't stop the waves from crashing and he can't make those kids come ask him what he has to say; he just wants to say that he needs something to believe in some fresh air that he could breathe in but what does he know? i am not the kind of guy you go to when you want answers to the questions that plague you i have not done anything useful since the day she left i can count on the fingers of one hand all the things that i know life is quite hard to understand so let's take it slow cos i can't stop the world from turning and i can't stop my ears from burning i want to cry but i can't cry i want to die no i don't want to die i just want something to believe in some fresh air that i could breathe in i just want you5. you practically rock written july 13 / august 28 2002 drums: Eddy You rule my little world pale princess in a pristine palace you are my favourite girl I really mean it too I want to be with you You are cooler than you have any right to be you are a treasure and I've got to make you see if it kills me. the glock is cocked you practically rock, you practically rock don't act so shocked ha, ha, get your damn hands up You made the mess I'm in lovely lady in the lap of luxury you know I'll never win if I keep digging I'll get to China before you Why don't you just throw your hands in the air and wave them around like you just don't care you just don't care6. useless tears in teacups written 14 nov 2002 electric guitar: Joel drums: Eddy my brain's on fire but it's not so bad you're the best human i've ever had i could spend nine lives pining for the things i've missed but i'd rather get lost in your lips, in your kiss i look like a mess but i feel like a million i'm gonna see you soon; you make it all worth it do you make it all worth it? why is it that when we're apart, everything goes dark? why is it that when we're apart, i can't feel my heart? some guys have all the luck they're above all this cliched stuff some of us spend all our time just thinking too much and shedding tears into our teacups my heart's still coming down from its last big trip i'm taking my time to adjust, i'm trying not to slip i could spend all our time together dreading our time apart but i'm trying, i'm trying not to, and that is i hope that is a start some guys have all the luck they're in control of all this stuff some of us spend all our time just thinking too much and shedding tears into our teacups my head's too big and my hands are too small how much time will i spend waiting for the other shoe to fall? i could spend the rest of my life comparing you, and everyone, to her and maybe i will maybe i will7. solitary song written july 13-16 2002 recorded solo i don't know what to say anymore i don't know what to say but i've got to say something it's difficult as you can see but i love you a lot more than i love me i want, i want to go home, and home's where the heart is and my heart's where you are, but your heart's all tangled up in things that you can't explain and hardly understand anyway i don't know what to say, like i ever did i don't know what to say, so maybe i won't say anything and hunched over this notebook like some mad frankenstein i will create something for you in my place so this song is your friend even when you can't talk to me or anyone or even yourself just put on this song, it's like being kept warm it's like being held tight, it's like talking at length it's like fitting right in, it's like high self-esteem or it's not even close i don't know what to say, but of course i can sing it isn't that just like me good thing i don't make any sense, i don't make any sense i want, i want to be of use and what use is moping? it seems pretty useless but my head's all tangled up in things that are meaningless but i'm trying, i'm trying to get out so i wrote you this song, and the song is your friend even when you can't trust me or anyone or even yourself just put on this song, it's just a couple little chords a beginner could play it, and maybe it can help you begin but i don't even know what that's supposed to mean maybe you can make something up8. miranda test kitchen written december 6 2000 recorded solo don't even start, you cant break my heart i told you, it was gone before you came along i'm tough, and i don't get sad there's no need to feel bad you had a prior engagement but i'm so glad you came i could not help you ma'am you said there's no-one to blame there's so much you wish i would say but just watch as i don't i'll just say i love you, miranda let your eyes tell me what your lips won't9. poster child for happiness written 9 august 2000 recorded solo i never claimed to be a savior i never claimed a whole hell of a lot look around your cluttered bedroom at all the things i haven't got i might have claimed that i could save her but it looks like i was wrong i look around her cluttered bedroom and wonder where she's gone sad can't last forever cos nothing ever does to me you're more than just another face in the crowd and i don't want to whisper but i can't say this all out loud you know the sun is always shining above his bed of clouds and it's the prettiest up here when it's raining downtown of course i wish that i could save her and so do all of you and we try our best every day but what the hell can we do we're all pretending we can save her and make her live her own life but the day i even close my eyes is the day that she'll pick up that knife sad can't last forever cos nothing ever does and we can't be together if there's no such thing as love10. josephine with the tangled thoughts written june 9 2002 backing vocals and "ooohs": Jacob P. Ferguson drums: Eddy your thoughts are dense like a wood i'd like to get in there and lose myself good and so i give you this song, my new insidious plot to launch myself at you like a little astronaut na na na, etc. please please please, josephine josephine josephine can't you see josephine this is me it's not much but it's got hooks it belies the effort it took it's a seed i plant in your head to remind you to think of me, and things that i said na na na, etc. please please please, josephine josephine josephine please believe josephine believe in me your thoughts are thick like a stew you would be dangerous if you weren't you and so i'm here, and you are too but for the life of me i don't know what to do cos my thoughts are black, as black as my heart i knew you would get to me i knew from the start, the start, the start i hope i got to you too11. please stop x3 written january 20 2001 / june 17 2001 / july 5th 2001 / nov 13 2001 / feb 10 2002 drums: Eddy my heart hurts less today than when i first heard you sing it's worse to think that all this time does not mean anything i know that you don't want anything that i could give i hope some girl needs someone cos i need someone and i've got some things to share my heart hurts more today than it did the day we met the thing you never do is the thing you will regret i know that you don't need any help at all from me i hope someone somewhere needs someone cos i'm someone and i'll go anywhere i need you less today than i ever have before and one day very soon i won't need you anymore i hope you never know about the drama in my head and maybe someday i can be someone cos i need someone, i need someone, i need someone i need someone, i need someone, i need some one two three four chorus: the girl can't see what she does to me she breaks the same heart that she once set free she can't hear me screaming baby stop it please oh stop it please i know we're changing, i know we're changing i feel you shaking, i feel you shaking i won't go, i won't go until you know, until you know12. so you suck at life written may 16 2002 (chorus written may 12 2002) drums: Eddy i'm writing a song - it's not very good the words and the chords are simple and bound to be misunderstood everything seems so big and hard and small and stupid and pointless and insecure like the world is a hospital and my life is a sickness and there's only one cure and that is to leave, to go someplace else, someplace new where the breeze and the sky are more important than your wallet and your dishes and your roommates and your laundry and your comic book career and your heart, and your heart i get older but i don't get better i get bigger but i don't get stronger my head gets harder but i don't get smarter i get a lot of things but not a lot of choice, oh yeah went for a walk - 4 AM everything looked perfect, nothing made sense the world is my oyster - my mind is the shell my heart is a prisoner - my mind is the cell when you get so fucking lonely, it's hard to stay inspired but hey forget it, i guess i'm just tired i guess i'm just tired, i guess i'm just tired (etc) (chorus) i'm writing a song - it's not very good i'm not what you'd call a poet, or a "songsmith" i never learned. maybe i should or maybe i should leave, just go someplace else, someplace new where the air is not so still and the rain is not so lovely and the world is not so green and my life is not so beautiful where would i go, where would i go? when i've got it all, i've got it all i've got it all, i've got it all (etc) everything but you13. come off it written august 30 - september 2, 2003 recorded solo she's in a rut, she's in a rut, she's in a rut, she's in a rut she's sick with guilt, she's sick with grief she's sick with drink, she's sick with sick her allergies have won this fight but she'll be back... or will she? she's in a rut, she used to think she'd never sink so low but i know exactly what she needs and it's an aspirin and a claritin and a lonely bed for weeks & weeks & weeks so c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon come on, come on, stop pretending like you're god c'mon, c'mon & take your shoes off, take a load off, try not to die 'cos you're the only thing i've got she doesn't trust anyone, she doesn't know anything she doesn't care anymore, she's done living the fucking world has won this fight she won't be back... or will she? she doesn't trust anyone & the only one she knows is me but i know exactly what she needs and it's a piece of pie & a quiet life & a purring cat to pet & hold & feed so c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon come on, come on, stop pretending you don't care c'mon, c'mon & take your shoes off, take your clothes off, settle down i'll be good for you, i swear remember when you said you hate me? remember when you said it again and again and again? remember when you said you need me? remember when I said don't leave me again, again, again, again, again? she's in a rut! (x8) she's in a rut, she's on the phone, she's on the floor, she's all messed up everything is fucked, the doors have shut, she's in a rut, she's in such a rut and i have no idea what she needs so c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon come on, come on, no one's listening c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon come on, come on, stop pretending you're so great c'mon, c'mon.14. shame song written 5 october 2003 recorded solo she's got it, whatever "it" is, and i kind of want to tell her how i wanted to kiss, but the moment's been passed for a number of years, and that's a shame, it's a shame. she had me on the end of a chain; she moved me like a spark in my brain, and the guy i am now can't really see why, or how, and that's a shame, it's a shame. she meant it, that was pretty clear, and she apologized, but not for two years. these things affect me more than i care to admit, cos i'm ashamed, i'm ashamed, i'm ashamed. do they know the rules better than me? am i just a fool? it's so hard to see beyond what's right in front of you. na na na na nanana she wanted... what? i don't know. that situation had no room to grow. she is something that i kind of regret, and that's a shame, it's a shame. she changed me. we talked every night. she was near me, and everything was alright. i can't remember the way i was then, and that's a shame, it's a shame. you want me, and i really believe that you're exactly the thing that i need. but i remember things i wanted before, and i'm ashamed, i'm ashamed, i'm so ashamed. is anything i've done worth a damn? does it all add up to who i am, or can i change? can i escape it? if you met me, do you think you'd like me? i think i'd punch me. na na na na nanana15. worry song written 30 november 2003 recorded solo i've got a bad heart, but i'm not a bad guy and i will stick by you til the day that i die and if that's soon then please forgive me i know not what i do - i only have eyes for you and if i fall to my knees begging you, begging you, begging you, darlin' please take my hand, stay with me show me how good life can be i'm not the best, but i'm not the worst and i'm gonna make you mine unless you make me yours first take me down from the highest shelf change my life, bring me warmth, bring me health you're so young, but then so am i we got a lot of years left to find ways to die i worry about you all the time i worry about all the ways you could die i need you here, i need you alive sweetheart i worry about you all the time and i can't stop loving you so baby there's only one thing left to do ba ba ba ba16. she keeps secrets written 4 december 2003 recorded solo she don't mean a thing to me no more you and me are gonna get married for sure this world has done its bit and every bit of me is sore give me 8 or 10 hours a day, i can't take any more and i can't be sure you're not some sorta secret agent tracking my movements taking lots of pictures sketching in your sketchbook you're gonna sell me out "why's she so secretive?" she's working for the government she was gonna help them take me down in flames but then she fell in love and everything changed ok, i made it up i don't believe that stuff you are the very best thing that has happened to me and the problems we have are no problem, baby, you'll see but you can't be sure you're not destined for something greater you're gonna cure cancer you're gonna make millions you're gonna rock on you'll never let us down you're gonna be famous oh my goodness gracious you're gonna shake this world on down to the core it's what you're here for and every day i need you more i don't worry 'bout anything anymore you and me are gonna get married for sure17. I-90 / how many miles to you? written 11 january 2003 recorded solo fuck you ohio you're long and i'm tired and the songs i've been writing are less than inspired and the road goes on and on at least the snow is gone good morning chicago the sun's still in bed and the coffee is just adding weight to my head and it's way too cold to think but i just can't help but think you number among the priveleged few that make sense to me do i make sense to you? hello new york your sky's mighty grey but i'm happy to see that i get one more day and the miles they flew and flew how many more to you? wake up toronto you can't go to sleep while i sit here alone in this room and i weep i want you to come back please, please come back cos you number among the too-precious few that believe in me i believe in you18. Hidden track |