100 Handslap​/​Cool Your Jets, Kiddo (demo, Sept. 2011)

by the Holiday Plan

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This was recorded by us, but our new e.p. produced by Ben Sansom of Lower Than Atlantis fame will be out shortly, so keep an eye out for that... But in the meantime...

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released September 17, 2011

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Track Name: 100 Handslap
I need a break that I know I won't get,
From the piercing and your suicide threats,
I know it's something that you just won't get,
I want to be something cool,
I need a break that I know I won't get,
From your big green eyes and my deep regrets,
I know it's something that you just won't get,
I want to be something called happy now.

Another wasted,
Opportunity to leave

I need a break that I know you won't give me,
from your soft and lovely, dark and lonely,
I know it's something that you just won't get,
I want to be something cool,
I need a break that I know you won't give me,
from your soft and lovely, dark and lonely,
I know it's something that you just won't get,
I want to be something called happy now.

Another wasted,
Opportunity to leave,
It's an opportunity to leave.
Track Name: Cool Your Jets, Kiddo
I miss my life with my cat on my lap and some THP tracks on my mind,
I miss the times in the front of the van with the sun on my face and a can,
Of beer in my hand, I won't no I don't expect you to understand,
I miss the way, I was excited to live I was excited by another day,
The journey ahead, now I wake up and the journey is back to my bed,
In the back of my head I'm constantly thinking that things will never be the same,
I'm better off dead, than living my life without pride I am weighed down with shame.

Hands up, if you feel as lost as me,
Hands down, I was beaten so easily.

And my son, my son you'll live,
And my friend,
My friend don't be so fucking morbid,
No don't you be so fucking morbid.

I miss the days with my girl by my side and the feeling that life is alright,
The journey ahead, now I wake up on my own in our empty bed,
In the back of my head I'm constantly thinking that things will never be the same,
I'm better off dead, than living my life without you I am pinned down with pain,

Hands up, if you feel as lost as me,
Hands down, I was beaten so easily.

But my son, my son you'll live,
And my friend,
My friend don't be so fucking morbid,
No don't you be so fucking morbid.