1. |
Wake
04:04
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Wednesdays will never be quite the same in my head
but does it even matter?
They say time heals all I hear it ticking away
and I am getting better
But apologies they don't bleed the same as me
running down my leg
in the corner of your cellar
Wake
I see your eyes staring back at me look away
far from this disaster
Lightly I float up where you can't reach I am safe
fading ever faster
From your t.v.
light and shadows on concrete you made me beg
But it's over
god it's over
Wake
Flesh of flesh and bone of bone
How could I have ever known
Someone wake me from this dream this cannot be happening
Flesh of flesh and bone of bone
How could I have ever known
Someone wake me from this dream
Oh no
Wake
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2. |
Suburban Dolls
03:53
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23 is the perfect age to have babies
Wedding bands on a pillow case so pretty
Ooo
Trade your dreams for the picket fence don't worry
What are you waiting for?
You're running out of time to be just like us
Suburban dolls
43 is the perfect age for a crisis
Prove to yourself it was not a mistake
Have patience
What are you waiting for?
You're running out of time to be just like us
Reap what you have sown
But how could you have known
That you'd be standing here so bored mopping up your kitchen floor
What are you waiting for?
You're running out of time to be just like us
What do I pay you for?
My happily ever after has turned to dust
Suburban dolls
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3. |
Siren
03:37
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I'm a monster and I know it
I bet it tears you up inside
I look so pretty in the picture on our nightstand
Now I'm eating you alive
Father please forgive me for I know just what I do
He's drowning in apologies
I'm turning into
A siren
Calling out to you
I'm a siren
I'll sing you to your doom
You always loved that I speak my mind
And with you I feel so free
But did you even know what you signed up for
Beautiful and makes you bleed
Father please forgive me for I know just what I do
He's drowning in apologies
I'm turning into
A siren
Calling out to you
I'm a siren
I'll sing you to your doom
Don't come any closer
I'm not what I seem
Dont come any closer
You'll drown here in my sea
Do you hear me? Do you hear me?
I'm a siren
Calling out to you
I'm a siren
I'll sing you to your doom
I'm a siren
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4. |
Culprit Stones
04:11
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She wipes the lipstick off the bedroom mirror
Children they scatter til the coast is clear
Those poor little faces
They never had a chance
In their perfect places or any circumstance
What will they see when you're gray and old
The remnants of the chill to their bones
The broken sticks and culprit stones
How does it feel to never be satisfied
Echoes of anger that cannot be kept inside
What will they see when you're gray and old
The remnants of the chill to their bones
The broken sticks and culprit stones
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5. |
Refuse to Cry
04:08
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Bloody sheets
That is what you gave to me
Had me running 'round my pretty head wondering what the hell that I'd done wrong
Buried deep
Deeper than you'd ever be
Something told me that I'd be okay if I could just learn to get along
Break me in two
These things I'll do
But I refuse to cry
Summer sun meets me where the sand is warm
And he shows me things I never knew
He never pins me down or even tries
I am free
This part of me
No I don't need to cry
Break me in two
Do all you do
But I refuse to cry
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Plastic Angels Nashville, Tennessee
Plastic Angels consists of New England Music Award Nominees Bethany and Jeff Lawson. Recognized for their powerful vocals, moody melodies, and rock guitar riffs, Plastic Angels bring a unique sound and a little controversy wherever they go.
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