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Your Kiss (Like Poison)
01:43
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Your kiss, like poison on my lips
A venom with no antigen
Toxin sinks in, through my skin
Into my bloodstream, laced with sin
Your nails scratching down my back
The blood red marks they leave behind
Leave no trace, we can't trace back
Or find the feeling to remind me of
The love I once felt
Before this sickness set in
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Your Cigarette
07:37
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It was just past nine o'clock
I was just closing up shop
I stepped out onto the lot
I could have sworn I smelled your cigarette
Smoke drifting in little ringlets
I used to smoke with you
Even when you told me not to
Who are you to tell me what to do?
You couldn't even take care of yourself
But you asked me, so I tried to help
But I got caught up in you
Even when you warned me not to
It was all that I could do
Your smoke had clouded my eyes
I could no longer tell the pleading from the lies
So you worried about my health
While you slowly killed yourself
Cigarettes work too slow
And I learned that you turned to more
When I saw the pills that you spilled on the floor
The liquor on your breath
Was holy wine and blessed
I worshipped the air you breathed
But then once you didn’t want to breathe
To save myself, I knew I had to leave
But I was in too deep
The smoke choked, the ash consumed me
I had to break it up to get out
And that's when, my friend, you broke
You almost then turned into smoke
It was a short hospital stay
I should have visited every day
But I still hadn't found my way
How I regret that I left you that way
But I had to pick one of us, and baby that was me
I cleaned up all the blood
That you shed in the bathtub
I picked the pills up one by one
And I threw them all in the trash
I opened windows for smoke and dumped out the ash
You called me the next week
Said you were sorry and feeling weak
But getting stronger and maybe soon
We could try again to live
But I knew then that I was through with all of it
I didn't want to die
And I felt like I had died
But something deep inside
Was yearning to breathe again
So I gave it as much air as I can
I cleared out all the smoke
Brought your things back to your old home
Where your mother gave me a hug
And she said she's sorry, but that don't make no difference
I knew I loved you, but I just had to quit it
Now sometimes I smell that smoke
The cigarettes you like to toke
And when I do it brings me back
To your face, in a place where we loved
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Your Lips & Forget
05:46
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Let me kiss your lips and forget that I don't love you
Let me kiss your lips and pretend I'm not in love
Let me kiss your lips and forget the one I once held close
Let me kiss your lips and pretend I'm not alone
Lie to me and tell me I'm really not that obvious
Then tell me you want me again
Lie to me and say something to turn me on
You know what I wanna hear
I wanna know I'm not that desperate
I'm really not alone
I'll wake up tomorrow morning
With someone to call my own
With someone to call my home
Let me kiss your lips and forget that I don't love you
Let me kiss your lips and pretend I'm not in love
Let me kiss your lips and forget the one I once held close
Let me kiss your lips and pretend I'm not alone
There's a line I've been longing to sing to you
And these words you should hear while they still ring true
There's a lie in the lines I've been singing through
There's a lie in my life and it's you.
And these lines don't seem to come from anywhere
The words just come through me from someplace unreal
But they're mine, yes they’re mine, oh they're mine, they're mine
Don't you know I'd rather lie than feel?
So let me kiss your lips and forget that I don't love you
Let me kiss your lips and pretend I'm not in love
Let me kiss your lips and forget the one I once held close
Let me kiss your lips and pretend I'm not alone
Oh please let me kiss your lips and forget that I don’t love you
Let me kiss your lips and forget that I’m alone
Let me kiss your lips and pretend that you’re the one I once held close
Let me kiss your lips and pretend that I’m in love
I'm not alone, I’m not alone, I’m not alone
I’m really not alone
I'm not alone, I’m not alone, I’m not alone
I’m really not alone
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Your Alcoholic Lips
04:07
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Sleeping pills, simple thrills
Daydreaming of pretty girls
The summer makes me feel so high
A telephone, I should have known
You'd never leave me all alone
But this time I won't make you mine
A sideways glance, a second chance
At catching up on lost romance
But I know that I have to avoid
Your little games, like dancing flames
I know the joy will end in pain
But I feel overjoyed
Drifting into your alcoholic lips
Poison tastes best when kissed
Mesmerized, by hazel eyes
Lost inside your hand in mine
Your air is always mist or smoke
Choking lungs, and twisting tongues
We sink beneath a setting sun
I wish we'd never kissed, but spoke
Drifting into your alcoholic lips
Poison tastes best when kissed
Sinking into your morphinic lips
Poison tastes best when kissed
So we kiss
We kiss
We kiss
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Scars
05:59
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Scars on her arms
And you know they're not from you
Where've you been?
What's his name?
What the hell did he make you do?
All alone in the night
All alone with your knives
And he whispers
Into your ear:
Whom do you love the most, my dear?
All alone, how do you sleep?
All alone between the sheets?
Would the moon and stars and night provide
You better company?
I've been sleeping in the woods
I've been sleeping less each night
I've been waiting for the people
To turn out their lights
All alone, how do you sleep?
With the wolf between the sheets?
Do you howl at night? Would I provide
You better company?
I've been waiting for the moon
I've been waiting for your light
All alone, all alone
I've been waiting for the night.
All alone in the night
All alone with your knives
And he whispers into your ear
Whom do you love the most, my dear?
And there's scars on your arms
I'm sure as hell they're not from me
And the spirit in my bones
Compared to this is so weak
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Christoph Whitbeck New Haven, Connecticut
Christoph Whitbeck is a singer, guitarist, and songwriter, living in New York City.
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