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Kosmonaut
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I don’t wanna think about it
I’ve got my closure
Can keep my composure now
My mind rages reckless
Like the sea
Always wondered how the hell you could
Do this to me
But I guess I’m not the first one
And I’m guessing I’m not the only hurt one
You’ve got a type
Slight of frame
Midnight hair
Black hole eyes
The kind of girl
That in your world
You might deem “exotic”
Oh, just the thought
Of which makes me nauseous
Baby girl was born in spring
Maybe I was born just a little too late
It’s probably for the best
After all, I owe my confidence
To a simple twist of fate
You know she keeps me up some nights
Not out of anger
Not out of spite
You two dance around your apartment
While I dance around the truth
You’re praying I stay stupid, blame myself
'Cause it’s easier for you
So have fun
Go on,
Ignore the consequence of your sick vice
But if I ever meet her,
I’m not gonna lie
‘Cause I don’t hate her
I pity the woman
Sharing her bed with the monster
She doesn’t know you are.
Oh, Judas you look so fine tonight
Silver in your hands
But your eyes are full of stars
They’re full of stars
They’re full of stars
They’re full of stars
They’re full of stars
They’re full of stars
I always wanted to be an Astronaut
They’re full of stars
I always wanted to be an Astronaut
You’re full of shit
I always wanted to be an Astronaut
They’re all full of stars
I always wanted to be an Astronaut
Full of yourself
You’re full of yourself
Full of yourself
I always wanted to be an Astronaut
You said black holes would be afraid of me
If I became an Astronaut
You always said that my head was up there in the stars
I wish her the utmost success
And nothing less
I’m wishing her only the best
And nothing less
I wish her the utmost success
And nothing less
I’m wishing her only the best
And nothing less
And nothing less
And nothing less
And nothing less
And
I told my friend Halsey the other
Day, that knowing you left me exhausted
And I hope you get hit by a bus
But you probably won’t
And I secretly don’t
And anyway, I’m far too nice to pay someone to mess you up anyhow
But I hope she leaves you
Hope she outgrows your empty promises
The fact you don’t know what being honest is
Although you claim you’re oh so smart
Hope she doesn’t believe you
The next time that you let her down
And promise "it will be different" this time around
And I hope she breaks you
She always wanted to be a Kosmonaut
And I hope she breaks you
She’s full of stars
She's full of stars
She's full of stars
And I hope she breaks you
I’m thanking God she’s a Kosmonaut
A Kosmonaut
A Kosmonaut
And I hope she breaks you
And I hope she breaks you
And I hope she breaks you
And I hope she breaks you
And I hope she breaks you
And I hope she breaks you
‘Cause Icarus, it’s obvious
You get no place amongst the stars
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Rebecca Karpen New York, New York
I play baritone ukulele and cry a lot.
Go figure.
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