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Milkjug
02:22
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Some time is missing from one particular occasion. It still doesn’t make any sense to me.
So, me and some friends were kicking an empty milk jug around. Might have been a little drunk and stoned.
We saw up the street a bitchin’ party was going on. So, we decided to go check it out.
The time we spent didn’t make much sense.
When we got there, there was just one dude, smoking and looking at us weird. Three hours had gone since we first set out.
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Is it such a strange thing to think not every time something breaks it was meant to be?
I’d like to think that I’ve learned from every time things get messed up, and maybe it’s wishful thinking.
I got too high again, and I am starting to question love in the time of this bullshit and freaked out world.
It’s a fucked up scene. Can’t trust anything you see or hear. Don’t know what to feel.
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Duplicate Tapes
03:30
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When I was young I would duplicate tapes from the neighbor kids across the street.
I got shit my mom had banned based upon what she’d gleaned from the cover art.
I got so much from 90 minutes of Type II Bias Chromium.
It opened a world for me of GNR, 2 Live Crew and Faith No More.
When I hear those songs now, it takes me right back to chilling in my room, lying on my bed, with headphones on.
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Sentient Meat
03:00
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I woke up at 3 am. Existential crisis again.
Why did I say those things? Was is it the booze or the drugs or was it just me?
We climb these hills again and again in our thoughts. There is no point in it.
Worrying about what is wrong with us, we’re just sentient meat walking around.
Sometimes I get all bent out of shape, and I can’t get past some terrestrial problem yet, we’re just sentient meat walking around.
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Got Me So Down
04:52
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I remember the call, when my friend told me you were gone.
When I think back now, it doesn’t seem real.
So much time has passed without you here.
Oh man, I don’t have words to say.
The way I felt then’s the way I’m feeling now.
Oh man, my heart hurts the same damn way, cracked in half and got me so down.
We did so much stupid shit.
Never thought it’d come a day it would end.
When I think back now, it doesn’t seem real.
But, so much time has passed without my friend.
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Not Mince Words
02:50
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Time, it’s funny how time works.
You’ve got it all ‘til you’ve got none.
So, I’d like to tell all my people I’ve loved you all along.
This life is full of awkward, fucked up meaninglessness, but then there’s you.
Friends, it’s funny how friends can make you cry into a microphone.
Then, when we’re face-down in the gutter, I know better days are yet to come.
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Springtime
03:32
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Springtime, I keep losing my friends and family, too. It’s so strange.
Beauty mixed with such pain I can’t reconcile.
To grow old is to live with ever-increasing sorrow and all of the things you should have said to the ones who've left too soon.
Springtime, I keep getting this feeling things are going to go sideways.
Beauty mixed with such pain I can’t reconcile.
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Don't Panic
04:01
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I’m freaking out big time, but there’s no outward signs.
I’m feeling trapped, pinned down by social enterprise.
Got to pinch my skin to see if I’m really here.
I’m really here. Got to get out, but don’t panic.
It’ll work out fine.
Just sit back and think of the sunshine.
I’m still freaked out, but now I think it’s even worse.
I’m not convinced by my own calming words.
Got to pinch my skin to see if I’m really here.
I’m really here. Got to get out, but don’t panic.
It’ll work out fine.
Just sit back and think of the sunshine on the ocean.
I think it’s not working.
Don’t panic. It works ‘til it won’t.
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Tattoo
04:15
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I don’t know what else to say about it, except I can’t get past it some days.
I knew the way you held my hand it was the last time we would speak.
I don’t know what else to say about it, expect to keep distracted most days.
I heard something in your voice that said, “this is where we say goodbye.”
I don’t know why I never got a tattoo on my skin.
Maybe I’d prefer to sing a song so that something can remain.
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SATURNIIDS Boston, Massachusetts
SATURNIIDS are a 5 piece Indie/Alt Rock band from Boston, MA. Formed in 2018, SATURNIIDS build their sound from various 90’s rock and indie artists such as Smashing Pumpkins, Pavement, Dinosaur Jr., The Dandy Warhols, and Autolux.
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