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Ambition
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There are no rules and no one’s counting the score
You aim for number one you’re gonna end up number four
And when you get so used to losing you can’t lose anymore
There’s nothing left to do except a boot through the door
This ambition’s gonna kill me for sure
There are no rules and no one’s counting the score
And I don’t know how to take it, everyday is a chore
When no amount of liquor’s ever filling your cup
Everybody else’s wins are proof you’re never enough
She says baby I’m not feeling so hot
And I say you’re plenty warm and this is all that we’ve got
When we’re bashing all our skulls up against a brick wall
In a world that won’t remember we existed at all
Well, this ambition’s gonna kill me
When I get there, I’ll be empty
Where is there, I cannot see it
Nothing ever satisfies and nothing ever works
So commiserate with me and show your grief
Even if you have to do it with beared teeth
I’ll open up to you and you to me
And maybe we can find a place to sleep
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Well, guy in a skeleton costume
Comes up to the guy
In the Superman suit
Runs through him with a broadsword!
I flip the television off
Bring all the bright lights up
Turn the radio up loud
I don't know why I'm so persuaded
That if I think things through
Long enough and hard enough
I'll somehow get to you
But then you came in
And we locked eyes
You kicked the ashtray over as we came toward each other
Stubbed my cigarette out against the west wall
Quickly lit another
Look at that
Would you look at that
We're throwing off sparks
What will I do when I don't have you
To hold onto in the dark?
Yes, everybody's going to need a witness
Everybody's going to need a little backup in case the scene gets nasty
You throw the attic window open
And I throw myself all around you
And night comes to Tallahassee
I don't know why it's gotten harder
To keep myself away
Thought I'd finally beat the feeling back
It all came back today
And then we fell down
And we locked arms
We knocked the dresser over as we rolled across the floor
I don't mean it when I tell you
That I don't love you anymore
Look at that
Would you look at that
The way the ceiling starts to swerve
What will I do when I don't have you?
When I finally get what I deserve
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Brown paper bags metal cans
Sixty degrees fahrenheit
We can't see the stars tonight
Cause apartments generate ambient light
I'm sorry that we're not already drunk
Hours later we're getting there
Meters away from the shore
My forty of Corona is just
Drops away from being kicked
And I don't know what I'm gonna be tomorrow
When you stayed overnight making out with a stranger
In the bottom of a boat that belonged to a stranger
And you came home at six in the morning
After being caught ass naked by the dude who threw the party
I thought that we'd never grow up
And now all my friends rise at eight
They go to sleep before midnight
And I just wanna drink 'til three
Embarrassing myself publicly
And you all used to be just like me
You fuckers used to be just like me
Now I sit and stew alone
Everyone's already sleeping
Everybody's moved away
And can pay their bills on time
No one else is making a hundred and ten bucks for twenty hours
God I hate this fucking place
God I hate what happened to me
You promised we'd stay best of friends
But we can't cause I can't grow up
And it kills me. Yeah it kills me
That I don't know what I can do
Cause I can't breathe correctly and
I can't sleep or anything and
I can't think of anything
I can't think of anything
Now every night's miserable
I'm so sad that I can't even get drunk
So let's go out just one last time
Let's finish off a box of wine
Do shots of yukon jack and lime
Can we drink 'til I fucking die?
I'll make you party at my funeral
Cause mourning is for suckers
I'll rent a ferris wheel and
Cotton candy machine and have open bar
With all the Pabst that you can drink
The PA blasting my Clash records
You'll finally know life's okay
Even when bad things happen
So just one more beer, then grow up
So just one more beer, then grow up
So just one more beer
Go to work
Pay your bills
Eat a dick
One more beer, THEN grow up
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Ravine Angel Calgary, Alberta
aoife makes solo music under this name
and previously as model trains (modeltrains.bandcamp.com)
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