talking to myself all alone in the dark to try and make myself feel better, well that's one way to start
i'm just thinking about the stars in the end when they fall
i wonder if they feel sad or feel nothing at all like me
and on our way back home
realize we're all alone
and the voices in your head
tell you:
"you're already dead to the world, this is no place to start. they'd all like you so much better with some lead in your heart. so go take your poison, try to drown us all out. that won't change the fact that you'd be better off in the ground like me."
and i'll put them back to sleep
tuck them in-between the sheets
as i kiss them on the cheek
recite words that sound too sweet
whisper insecurities
that i'll see them in my dreams
as i nullify my needs
i'll put myself back to sleep in the desert where i'll serve out my time
i'd sell my soul for money if you just show me where to sign
talking to myself all alone in the dark to try and make myself feel better
i don't know where to start
and i'll wait up through the night with their head at my heel
i sold out my heart so i would have more appeal
i thought i was a loser, now i know that it's true
i think i might be rotten, but now i'm just like you
Entirely analog, lush melodic pop with a tender heart from L.A. artist Human Barbie sounds bigger than the bedroom project it is. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 22, 2020