1. |
Elephant
04:10
|
|||
|
Your skin is warm
And my lips are starving
The night is gone
But our eyes won’t stop seeing
I want you, babe
And I won’t stop asking
Just one more night
With you is all I’m wanting
Can I stay a little while?
My home is far and your arms are here
I could drive with you for miles
If it meant that we could finally be
|
||||
2. |
Easy to Read
03:42
|
|||
|
My time is too short
My lies are too real
My face is not easy to read
My friends are so clever
My manners are poor
My heart is too big
To belong to just one
By the time we get old
My feet won’t be cold
By the time we get old
The water is troubled
There are rapids ahead
I’m stuck, I can’t move
This is not going well
The doors keep on closing
Every time I wake up
It’s like I can’t breathe
And my time is up
By the time we get old
My feet won’t be cold
By the time we get old
|
||||
3. |
Pressure
03:52
|
|||
|
You're like good water pressure
In a cold rainy summer
All that you can deliver
I want it bad
You're like good water pressure
In a cold rainy summer
I can feel in my fingers
All the lust
In the comfort of your bedsheets
Is this your heartbeat?
Or is it mine?
Heavy but slowly
Save it for now
You're like good water pressure
In a cold rainy summer
All that you can deliver
I want it bad
You're like good water pressure
In a cold rainy summer
I can feel in my fingers
All the lust
In the comfort of your bedsheets
Bitter with hunger
Pulse locked with mine
Better and deeper
Into your mind
You're like good water pressure
In a cold rainy summer
All that you can deliver
I want it bad
You're like good water pressure
In a cold rainy summer
I can feel in my fingers
All the lust
In the comfort of your bedsheets
|
||||
4. |
New York
03:19
|
|||
|
I said this is over, this is over
It's not true that I didn't matter
You said you're going away, you're going away
New York, for more than a day, for more than a day
Oh boy, you're doing okay, a wife on the way
It's my fault, I thought I would stay, but what can I say
I made love to another one, to another one
|
||||
5. |
X
02:11
|
|||
|
If the sun’s in your eyes
If you can’t see the prize
I will fall from your arms
Your arms
If your heart skips a beat
If you shiver while I sleep
I will run far away from you
From you
|
||||
6. |
||||
|
I’ll never be with you
You’ll never take my hand
You’ll never say you like me
I’ll never be your friend
This is where the story begins
Same place it ends, we will never be friends
Friend request sent, ignore, tell ’em again
Clean sweep to the memory gland, peace
Yet still she give chase and I’m sick of it
You illiterate, son of a little bit
Bare naked lady, she love my limp bizkit
But I don’t wanna be the father of an illegitimate
You should be the partner of another
Find another brother, be your friend, be your lover
Cuz you be tryna argue, shut up
I don’t really wanna, save the drama for your mama
I ain’t wit it... I ain’t wit it
Different place, different time but still I ain’t wit it
You don’t get it… you don’t get it
We ain’t never gon’ kick it, naw
And now you’re just somebody that I used to know
You can’t be my buddy, I ain’t music soul
Child, drive me wild, oh my damn
Yeah, I will never be your friend
|
||||
7. |
Coconut Water
03:26
|
|||
|
Fruity lipstick on your cheek, I haven't been home in a week
I'm cool with that; I've got the sun to worry about
Let's get started, truth or dare, a million flowers in my hair
I'm cool with that; I've got the beach to worry about
I can feel the sand on my skin and my drink is kicking in
And if you ever feel like leaving her, I'll be here drinking my coconut water
Searching for a shooting star if I could ever swim that far
Treasure island in your heart, can't find it, don't know where to start
Not giving up, two hours 'til the sun is up
I can feel the sand on my skin and my drink is kicking in
And if you ever feel like leaving her, I'll be here drinking my coconut water
I can feel your hands on my skin and my heart is rushing in
And if you ever feel like leaving her, I'll be here drinking my coconut water
|
||||
8. |
Watch
03:49
|
|||
|
Darling, I'm not the one to watch
I see your eyes
I see them wandering through the room
But can't you see I'm right in front of you
You claim that I should only be holding your hand
But there is one thing I think you don't understand
Darling, I'm not the one to watch
You know I adore the night
But I'm not one to pick a fight
Please believe me when I say
That I'll come home every day
Darling, I'm not the one to watch
|
||||
Milk & Bone Montreal, Québec
Milk & Bone (Laurence Lafond-Beaulne and Camille Poliquin) create melodies that are both dreamy and harrowing.
If you like Milk & Bone, you may also like:
supported by 65 fans who also own “Little Mourning”
"La laideur" : une mélodie, une intensité, des paroles vibrantes... incroyable performance
go to album
supported by 49 fans who also own “Little Mourning”
Simply incredible. Each piece is such an emotional ride. Just love Willie, Paradis City, and Les Bateaux. (Les Bateaux makes me cry every time.)
go to album
supported by 48 fans who also own “Little Mourning”
One of our favorite albums of the decade.
go to album
This debut from electronic producer and songwriter Ninajirachi straddles the line between genres.
go to album
Warped pop music from L.A. where heavily distorted vocals wrap around synths that drip like melting steel.
go to album
The ’00 album from legendary French producer Mirwais comes to Bandcamp, with a Madonna collab & endless, gutsy dance beats.
go to album
