Ram, Pt. 2

by kidcombo

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here are some more crappy songs from this year that i made in my bedroom. i hope you enjoy it as much as i did making it. and if you dont, thats ok too. the album is for free, so feel free to download it and share it with your grandma if shes into this kind of shit.

guitars, piano, percussion, vocals - patrick mcmillan
production - patrick mcmillan
mixing - patrick mcmillan

be good written by katie crutchfield

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released April 28, 2017

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Track Name: Velvet
take my hand
im tired and i want to go home
fuck this place
this movies made from bones

my ghost has
come and borrowed me
my legs wont
work im stuck in here

ive seen this all before
i just cant be satisfied
ive been crawling for the door
but they keep me locked inside

the sun has
gone the moon has reappeared
my eyes have
rolled back my breath has gone to waste

i think he
knows that i dont hide it well
the walls are
moving i think im gonna die

ive seen this all before
i just cant be satisfied
ive been crawling for the door
but they keep me locked inside

but ive seen this all before
the slowly melting door
and the raising curtain wall
from the velvet covered sprawl
Track Name: Be Good (cover)
its unclear now what we intend
we're alone in our own world
you dont wanna be my boyfriend
and i dont wanna be your girl
and that, thats a relief
we'll drink up our grief
and pine for summer
and we'll buy beer to shotgun
and we'll lay in the lawn
and we'll be good

now im laughing at my boredom
at my string of failed attempts
because you think that its important
and i welcome the sentiment

and we talk on the phone at night
until its daylight
and i feel clever
and i hear the slow in your speech
yeah youre half asleep
say goodnight

now ive got friendships to mend
im selfishly dispossessed
you dont wanna be my boyfriend
and that's probably for the best
because that, that gets messy
and you will hurt me
or ill disappear
so we will drink beer all day
and our guards will give way
and we'll be good
Track Name: Ghosts
catching a feeling
feeling exposed
look at the sun now
im not a ghost

give me your soul now
feeling exposed
look at the moon now
im not a ghost

i need to
i need to
i need to
blow up your sun
i need to
i need to
i need to
blow up your moon
i need to
i need to
i need to
blow up your sun
i need to
i need to
i need to
blow up your moon

catching a feeling
feeling exposed
look at the sun now
im not a ghost

give me your soul now
feeling exposed
look at the moon now
im not a ghost
Track Name: Brain
starring at the sun doesnt make me insane
ive been searching for a whole new brain
it helps kill the rest of my days

have gone by
i feel so alive

sorry about the news i didnt mean to complain
i keep wishing that we'll get some more rain
so we'll never have to leave to the fray
and pray for the end of our days

have gone by
i feel so alive
i dont know why
just how to survive
Track Name: Wait
come on baby
lets lay low tonight
we'll escape from the city
and push back the lights
you can give up the fever
from the sight of your bed
be there to remember
those already dead

can you please be patient
youll just have to wait
oh itll all work out
youll just have to wait
i know

come on baby its a quarter to 9
please dont take my pity
im sure youll be fine
lets pack up our stuff
we'll take the train home
these last few days have been rough
just wait 'til we're home

can you please be patient
youll just have to wait
oh itll all work out
youll just have to wait
i know
Track Name: Vulture
down the barrel of a gun
i saw my life undone
the family i never had
the house i never built
i fell to my knees
with my head in my hands
i wept tears of sorrow
the salty discharge of regret
i stood to face my betrayer
his hat covered all sides of his head
a cigar lit his face
and i felt my anger bellow inside
“have you ever felt so alive” he said
“one day you’ll thank me for this”
i felt the pistol reach closer to my nose
my fate suddenly realized
i kicked the sand up into his face
as he stumbled backwards into his own mess
and launched towards his spaziming body
and wrestled his weapon away
my hands trembling with fear
and i pulled the trigger against his head
the blood sprayed across my chest
his insides turned outwards
his motionless body laid to rest
my ears filled with white noise
a ringing of life and death
i raised my body from the dirt
and stared at the mess i made
the result of a needless deed
a result of a broken man
i started walking into the desert
not knowing what I would find
armed only with deterrence
and armed only with the will to live
so i followed the buzzards above me
maybe they would lead me to sanctuary
but what i found wouldn’t save anyone
what i found was only death