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18er
03:39
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I got an eighth of weed for my sweet eighteen
Family's substance abuse been rubbing off on me
I rolled a joint to cry for my pipe dreams
Before the dream dies let me tell you what I'm seein',
I dreamt a future out before COVID hit
Gained a lot of weight, now my dreams are shit
It's getting harder, And I don't give a piss
When the nightmare takes over, it's too easy to forfeit
I try to remain calm and collected
With a knife to my throat and my back against wall
I gave up on making it big, like I imagined when I was a kid
Growing up is a curse that digs itself inside your skin
And it's so unforgiving
I found a book of plans I wrote when I was six
I read a few lines, teared up than I burnt that shit
I missed most of my teenage years
Got a burning feeling from my bottled up fears
And I hate the blood that ties me to some of my family
And I hate the god that made them part of me
But you know what they say, "the apple never falls far from the tree"
I try to remain calm and collected
With a knife to my throat and my back against wall
I gave up on making it big, like I imagined when I was a kid
Growing up is a curse that digs itself inside your skin
And it's so unforgiving
I'm scared as all hell
Where do I go with this?
I know it's see through
I try to remain calm and collected
With a knife to my throat and my back against wall
I gave up on making it big, like I imagined when I was a kid
Growing up is a curse that digs itself inside your skin
And it's so unforgiving
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The Navesink Banks
02:31
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All hope abandon, ye who enter here
Said the sign I read that was hangin' above her bed
And the sirens all were wailin', but a man can ignore the signs
Gotta keep a good eye on the windin' road ahead
And my first sin was a young American girl
My first sin was a young American girl
And I spent time 'neath the trestles
With the punks and the dime store saints
Kept faith and a switchblade tucked beneath my coat
And I ran with dirty angels, slept out in the rain
We were scared and tired and barely 17
And my first sin was a fear that made me old
And my first sin was a fear that made me old
And now I walk down by the shipyards
Near the place where I was born
Sayin', "Oh, Maria, if you'da known me when"
But she only smiles
By the light on the Navesink banks
Sayin', "Listen baby, I know you now"
Then she steps into the river
And I just stand by the moon
Thinkin' 'bout a ghost I hear at night
And she says, "Your first sin was a lie you told yourself"
Your first sin was a lie you told yourself
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