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Taking Meds
02:41
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Like watching everybody roll
When you've already come up
There's a down payment on a house you never saw
Master exploiter: I'm one and I'm all
Gotta hang on
There's a void in a river
That's advancing frantically
To steal it all from me
Like watching nails on fingers grow
While your mother's waking up
There's a brown stain outisde the house you never saw
and it's time to go to work
and it's time to go
Gotta hang on
There's a void in a river
That's been running over me
Running over me
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I went out the other day
With a couple of friends, they said "Hey you look great"
They went to another bar and I went home
Said "Next time," but next time I didn't pick up my phone
"Next time," but next time I stayed home
But next time I played by myself and starred at myself and laughed at myself
Heard somebody crying
and I didn't even help
I really prefer silence man
I only want to listen to my own band
I really prefer silence man
I only want to listen to my own band
Rather listen to the window fan
I only want to listen to my own band
I got fucked the the other day
and it felt the same
That's why I like memories
'cause nothing's that great
and they wished me well
said "Next time" but next tim I'll play with myself
I really prefer silence man
I only want to listen to my own band
I really prefer silence man
I only want to listen to my own band
Rather listen to the window fan
I only want to listen to my own band
Hold your ears out to me
Close your ears off to the rest
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Hole In Hand
04:32
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At night my mind becomes
An empty room
With a computer in the corner
And an ethernet cable
And a body-sized tunnel
I dug to the outside
In case I have to escape
There's a hole in my hand and the sand is raining down
Down the front of my pants
and I'm starting to float again
At night my mind becomes
An unmarked car
Doing lots and lots of waiting
With a camera to the window
and the key in the ignition
In case I have to escape
There's a hole in my hand and the sand is raining down
Down the front of my pants
and I'm starting to float again
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Crash At My Place
03:11
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First month goes by
Anxiety running high
As I take the word of a smiling-faced criminal
Third month goes by
A flock of city kids running by
They give me a feeling
like I've got a case of my own
I don't think you know
But I get the impression
That you get the wrong Impression from me
Ten months goes by
Answering service is muddled by
The horn blare of oncoming trucks in the space in my skull
Give one last try
Put down the phone so I
Can wait for the call
Of the smiling-faced criminal
Another week, another week I'm giving you the pass
I don't think you know
But I get the impression
That you get the wrong impression from me
Another week, another week I'm giving you the pass to try to show compassion
In a hallway full of trash
You can bullshit this bullshitter
I'm a stupid ball of clay
For pennies on the dollar
You can have a place to stay
Another week, another week
The basketballs at 4am are loud
but you don't care
You're gonna borrow money
From your sister in Montclair
Another week, another week, another week, another week
A hallway full of trash
I get the impression that you get the wrong impression
Don't you?
Walls up
To the ceiling
Chalk white
Sounds like how I'm feeling
I get the impression that you get the wrong impression
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Blue Shirt Boogie
03:14
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Haircut, blue shirt, clean shave
Khaki pants that don't fit me the same
I should be saying something
Instead I'm yawning instead I'm praying for an accident
Found out they're paying people
To do this for them
and now I'm paying for it
by the time I get done with the job
I forgot what I needed money for
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Comfort In Poor Planning
02:37
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Making a list of belongings to be sold
Taking comfort in poor planning
Waiting to relate to those who left
Relating too heavily to those who stayed behind
Rich for the moment
Broke for the glory
Drunk for convincing
The comfort in poor planning
The time when there was time for everything
Future doctors getting spun with future cops
Transparent warm colors
Blending smoothly
Getting poured into the gravel and the sand
A simple want: to go unnoticed
No cluttered hallways
No unwelcome complications
No estranged friend with an invitation for a drink
The comfort in poor planning
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Busy Schedule
04:41
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Well I gotta get up
Well I gotta get up
'cause I don't really gotta get up
Warmth is depressing
Too much of a good thing
We're all crashing on the tracks
Thanks for the striking act
Thanks for the striking act
Well I gotta get up
Well I gotta get up
'cause I don't really have to get up
There's shit that could get done
It's not like it's urgent
It's surely important
Could wait 'til morning
'cause I won't be working
But I might get tired
Now i'm crashing on empty tracks
Thanks for the striking act
Thanks for the striking act
You're living it
Welcome bad teeth
You're living it
Welcome court fees
You're living it
Welcome two kids
you're living it
You had good dreams
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Country Border Bars
03:29
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Strong stomach, strong eyes
Selective hearing, weak mind
Insurmountable problems with solutions
I can't wait to get drunk tonight
and be the fly
Should've gone to Alaska when he gave me the chance
Should've looked at the price before I stuffed my pants
and walked out of the store
Out from under the eye
You get what you pay for
Can't buy what you don't buy
Strong stomach, strong eyes
Selective hearing, weak mind
Stumble in showing twice as much eyelid
Almost tripped on the lines in the street
Maybe if I lived around violence
Maybe if I had something concrete
Should've stayed in the trade of being far too concerned
With knowing less than I know each time that I learned I should've stayed at my job
I should've stayed in the chair pitching a tent by myself instead of pitching it here
Forward moving responses to failure
No room in the life of my mind
Paying recounter instead of character
No room in the life of my mind
Find a new place to spend my nights
No room but U can sit and perseverate
No room, no room, no room
Strong stomach, strong eyes
Selective hearing, weak mind
Stumble in the showing twice as much eyelid
Almost tripped on the lines in the street
Maybe if I lived around violence
Shit, eventually I'd have to try it
Maybe if I lived around violence
Stumble in showing twice as much eyelid
Oh, if I had something concrete
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