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01:40
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I never felt so lonely as when I wake up next to you
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Summer Cruel
05:09
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I don’t know if I will ever show
What my heart wants deep down below
Its true that I am afraid of love
I’ll draw you close just to speak in tongues
His body heat felt sweltering
Or so I dreamed in my wet defeat
Will I be stuck in my own damn mind?
I’ll draw first blood just to run and hide
Hey summer cruel
I wish that I could start anew
The sun will rise on the darkest day
Light floods my room through the window pane
Pull the shutter tight or open the door
I don’t wanna be in this house no more
Hey summer cruel
I wish that I could start anew
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3. |
In My Head
03:14
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Sometimes I tell myself that I hate myself
And I go through it in my head I go down right on through it
Yeah
I often drink into excess I get scared ‘bout sober sex
I go through it in my head shut down and abuse it
Yeah Woah
Wake up with pain in my head wake up in another’s bed
Clothes strewn across the floor he asks watcha in for?
Yeah
Some things better left unsaid morning brings a bitter end
When the spirit flows through you and then you have to come to
Yeah Woah
And it all feels the same
To drink and shift the blame
What difference does it make
When you’re numb at the end of the day?
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4. |
Slow
02:33
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you are searching for your jock
in my bedroom where we got lost
pay attention to my face
when we go to our secret place
i am wavering that dotted line
i could cum now or give you time
do you feel it when we're alone?
maybe baby we should take it slow
take it slow
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Ash & Smoke
03:08
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forest fire starting in your back yard
ash and smoke you hold it close in your arms
i don’t have to warn ya it’ll be here soon
i don't wanna be there when you come to
take another swig of your pbr
pull a chair up too and light a cigar
even water knows not to fuck with you
i don’t wanna be there when you come to
drunk and rolling
why don’t you go and take another picture
hearts a foldin’
I can’t tell if I am with ya
time is stolen
I can’t hear a word you say
I was hoping, today
I don’t wanna be there when you come to
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6. |
Cup of Tea
04:26
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I am floating on my back inside your cup of tea
you don’t know about the monster you made inside of me
he appears inside the mirrors littered in my mind
i begin to see his skin slither over mine
i roll over as the boulder hidden in your shoe
indisposed the pain is slow but cuts clean through
filled with blood you have become the anchor and the ship
on your knees you beg me please to the cracking of the whip
but i don’t wanna lose another friend
but i don’t wanna go to hell and back again
but I don’t wanna lose another friend
but I know I am not heaven sent
I am waiting in the shadows cast by your red truck
life ain’t fair we both declare but it is not enough
these scars are deep lets wait and see if one day they will shine
i begin to peel the skin crusted over mine
but i don’t wanna lose another friend
but i don’t wanna go to hell and back again
but I don’t wanna lose another friend
but I know I am not heaven sent
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Matracia Brooklyn, New York
Matracia is the project of Brooklyn-based songwriter Dylan Matracia. Combining a modern electronic sound with a folk-music background, his work was born during the early stages of Matracia’s journey to sobriety as an intimate look at the struggles of addiction and anxiety as a queer person. ... more
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