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Slingshot
04:29
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Slingshot
Written by Guillen
Throw my body in a slingshot, pull it back and let it go
Send me flying, make me happy, land in some place I don’t know
Maybe back down in the flint hills, why didn’t we detour
Baby, just to get away, to save all of my sanity
I’ll take my finger off the pulse, and take my eye off the prize
Goodbye, rolling concrete of my little city
As the evening staggered on, we stumbled on a sideshow
Hand in hand, just passing through, like a pair of guitars
We finally stole an escape where we can be ourselves, babe
Fallen on my knees again, a walking contradiction
I’ll take my finger off the pulse, and take my eye off the prize
Goodbye, rolling concrete of my little city
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The Load
02:48
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The Load
Written by Guillen, Adams, Williams
In the morning I drift away from my bed
I got a tight ship to run in my head
That can never be left alone, and it’s holding everything it can hold
You take that load and put it on your shoulders
I take that load and put it on my shoulders
Things are easy, so much easier than before
I move less now, I don’t have to step outside my door
I take that load, and throw it over my head
I put it on my shoulders
You take that load right off my shoulders
But not for long
The load will make you older
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Waiting Till The Day
03:28
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Waiting Till the Day
Written by Guillen
We are melded together, we are locked up in a box
Now the metal is dripping, and it’s time to pick the lock
One thing you can do is remember what you knew before
Before the downward spiral
I may never rest the same again, I see your face at every end
I know that this will come to pass, and I will always have us lying in the grass
I’m still finding imprints of your hands all on my skin
I am trying to keep them there as long as I can
Wondering if you’re gazing out, and thinking on what we’ve been
Thinking on what, everything, big and small, short and tall, that we’ve been
On everything we’ve…
Your presence is haunting, pieces fallen before me
I am waiting to tell you what I really think
Letting go is something so impossible to consider
Here I am, here I am, trying to get rid of
Obsessed, love crazed, and heartbroken too, I’m just waiting till the day
I get back through and back inside of you
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Gabriela
03:50
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Humbucker
02:26
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Humbucker
Written by Guillen, Adams, Williams
You think I need you
You need to worry about yourself
Or soon you’ll have no one else
Don’t take it so serious
It’s not a matter of life and death
Why take it so serious
Hum, hum, hum, humbucker
I cannot help it if you were raised a certain way
I cannot help it if I was raised to think I could do anything
Hum, hum, hum, humbucker
Blame it on the elevation
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Can't Live Here Anymore
03:11
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Can’t Live Here Anymore
Written by Guillen
I feel like I can’t live here anymore
My edges are burning out
They’re going to burn right through my core
If I chose to stay a little longer
I run the risk of burning in this fire
These new days are soaked in blue
I’m swimming, I am sinking, I’m drowning under you
I’ll see for how much longer I can hold
But the screaming in my stomach’s getting loud
I can’t live here anymore
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Stalling On Dreams
05:21
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Stalling on Dreams
Written by Guillen
I’ve been traveling back through old times
These pictures framed inside my mind
In a flash I snap back to real time
In a big empty theatre I sit
What a lonely and black silhouette
And like re-runs on old reels, just watching the scenes that I miss
I’ve been ghost-stalking old neighborhoods
Getting pulled back into the woods
Just humming my own tune, it don’t do me no good
And this longing’s been dragged all across, my thoughts
They are settling down
I am slow to win you
Dragging my feet, stalling on dreams
It’s an anxious, angry feeling pulling on me
Dragging my feet down, stalling my dreams
Stalling my dreams
It’s a dangerous commitment to make
When for too long I’ve stayed in one place
I need to pump new life into these veins
I need to pump new life into the love that I make
I am slow to win you
Dragging my feet, stalling on dreams
It’s an anxious, angry feeling pulling on me
Dragging my feet down, stalling my dreams
Stalling my dreams
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Biwi
03:07
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Biwi
Written by Guillen
I know it’s been a good night, waking in the afternoon light
Rubbing my eyes, how did I end up here
I feel guilty from the whiskey, that spirit can be so mean
Holding my head, wondering when will it become clear
Am I right, right on, babe am I right, babe am I right on schedule
Am I right, right on, babe am I right, babe am I right on schedule
I’ve been brushing off the dust dear, it’s been covering me up for two years
Oh these rusted bones could use a change
Cleaning out all of those spaces, those hard to reach dark places
Turning my back on nothing left to steer
Am I right, right on, babe am I right, babe am I right on schedule
Am I right, right on, babe am I right, babe am I right on schedule
I want to go see Biwi, she’s growing old without me
I know I’ve put it off way too long
I’m going to drive to California, I’m going to jump into the ocean
Closing my eyes, spreading my wings so wide
Am I right, right on, babe am I right, babe am I right on schedule
Am I right, right on, babe am I right, babe am I right on schedule
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Quiver
04:49
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Quiver
Written by Guillen
Oh sweet lonesome baby, rundown and living behind
All those insecurities, hide your eyes from what you can’t stand to see
What makes you quiver?
What makes you so upset?
What makes your heart pound?
What makes you lose your head?
All of that discomfort you feel is so real
But don’t forget that you are the only one who can change everything
What makes you quiver?
What makes you so upset?
What makes your heart pound?
What makes you lose your head?
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Funny Place
03:22
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Funny Place
Written by Guillen
Funny place we’re always in, trying to make it work, win, win, win, win, win
Moving like a toy through a comic strip, walking through the pages of someone else’s head
I’m still coming to, from the cannon shot, the trip that you sent me on when you cut me off. Why’d you cut me off
Sitting back trying to relax, the sleep I get ain’t nothing like it used to be
When I was three, what a peaceful sleep, oh what a peaceful sleep
Or when you still loved me, oh my darling what a peaceful sleep
Then you stopped loving me, and now I’m wide awake. Now I’m wide awake.
I look around at the people now, funny faces, funny sounds they make at me
Like give me more and make it strong, fill it up, and love me like family
Call me back when your time is up. Send your love when you get a chance, if you think of me. Won’t you think of me? I’m begging you to think of me.
Won’t you think of me
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If You Were Gone
02:38
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If You Were Gone
Written by Guillen
Won’t nobody understand all the ways you touched my hand
And every little tender look
I swallowed and digested your hook
I’m never going to look again, you’ve been my greatest friend
I’ll never recreate this love, this is what I’m most proud of
The strength that I have finally found
I know that I would rather drown, at the bottom of the ocean blue
If you were gone
To think of what this life would be
If you weren’t coming home to me
I’d bust my hands, and bruise my knees
Blood would be pouring from my sleeve, and you…
You’d be forever on my heart
Suspended in the open air, I only truly have one care
Babe, I’d like to let you know
There’s no one I would rather hold, I could never keep these eyes from crying
If you were gone
To think of what this life would be
If you weren’t coming home to me
I’d bust my hands, and bruise my knees
Blood would be pouring from my sleeve, and you…
You’d be forever on my heart
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