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Saturday Night
04:05
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Thought I could start out running from my room
Let the dreams and thoughts collect at the doorstep
Take my things and become someone different
Make an alter-ego that for once makes sense
I’m lost, but, I’m found in the melodies I wrote on my hands
I’m stressed, I, can’t compete
With myself
My way of coping
Is Your antidote
My bad habits are your night plans
My last words are your tattoos
After midnight, here we are
On Saturday Night
Turning on the lights
On Saturday Night
Turning on the lights
I’m hiding in your smoke of a dozen kinds
But I won’t take none, no
I don’t wanna be you anymore
I don’t wanna share your shadow
The realities I missed and the people that I kissed were my mistakes
If we’re all narcissists then we all agree to this
“Hurt, never change”
My way of coping
Is Your antidote
My bad habits are your night plans
My last words are your tattoos
After midnight, here we are
On Saturday Night
Turn on all the lights
On Saturday Night
Turn on all the lights
Changing faces back and forth, stay true to me
Hiding the someone I was
My way of coping's your antidote, stay true to me
Take away the faux pas,
Let the markings on my hands stay true to me
Pray my heart keeps the beat
My way of coping
Is Your antidote
My bad habits are your night plans
My last words are your tattoos
After midnight, here we are
On Saturday Night
Turn on all the lights
On Saturday Night
Turn on all the lights
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2. |
Seconds
04:03
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The clock ticks and so does this heartbeat
I keep track of the places where we meet
And avoid this same road
I don’t wanna get close to you
I don’t wanna break off what’s left of me
Of me
Now
Don’t pretend, don’t pretend this isn’t what you wanted
I can’t figure out what I felt
Don’t remember when I last slept, no
I’ll be damned, I’ll be damned if I was wrong
Cuz all I ever was was right
And I’m barely holding on, so
I’m trying to poke in but stay out
Narcissists keep watch while they count seconds
While they count seconds
Casually wallflowering
Others count beats while I count
Seconds
Seconds, yeah
While they count seconds
Seconds, yeah
While they count seconds
Seconds, yea
Checking no ones texts on my phone, this is where I feel at home
Your risque poetry
Talking dirty to me
The vices and virtues of sinners
Turning out to be winners
And I’m staying in the snow outside
We accept the love we think we deserve
We deserve what we don’t observe
Am I getting to you yet, this is my loneliness
I’m trying to poke in but stay out
Narcissists keep watch while they count seconds
Seconds
Casually wallflowering
Others count beats while I count seconds
Seconds, yeah
While I count seconds
Seconds, yeah
While I count seconds
Seconds, yeah
Baby let the seasons change for you
Try to let the seasons change for you
I’m sitting in the backseat again
Can’t tell if you’re loving me or him
The clock ticks by
I think I care
See the rain on my window
Disassociating in my rear view
Lock me up in pieces, oh I wish I’d forget me
I’m trying to poke in but stay out
Narcissists keep watch while they count seconds
Seconds
Casually wallflowering
Others count beats while I count seconds
Seconds, yeah
While I count seconds
Seconds, yeah
While I count seconds
Seconds, yeah
While I count seconds
Seconds, yeah
While I count seconds
Seconds, yeah
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3. |
Talking Out Loud
03:11
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I'm afraid of bad luck
You're afraid of flashing lights
I'm waiting on an empty car
While you think the taxi aesthetic is nice
Talking out loud, figuring out
All of my choices
When you get me alone
Talking out loud, figuring out
Memorizing sins when you cannot let 'em go
With neon inspired attire, my head hurts
It's been worse
I wish I wish I was sober
From your movies scenes that
Play out in my head, or better yet
You're like a playlist
But I cannot get the metaphor straight, I cannot seem to think straight
Talking out loud, figuring out
All of my choices
When you get me alone
Talking out loud, figuring out
Memorizing sins when you cannot let 'em go
And maybe you could settle out
I could put a name to that face again
Maybe, baby, I won't sell out
Just think twice before you tell me a thing
Get smoother, get softer
With the double edged words that you drink
I'm trying to sound better
It's kinda fake, but it's good to make you think
Talking out loud, figuring out
All of my choices
When you get me alone
Talking out loud, figuring out
Memorizing sins when you cannot let 'em go
But it's good to make you think
But it's good to make you think
But it's good to make you think
But it's good to make you think
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4. |
Next to Me
03:57
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Baby, come and lay with me
I got pages about the way you kiss me
Don't want you to ever wanna walk away
Stay here in this bed we,
Got dreams in starry sky heads
And hearts flowing over the top
And hearts flowing over the top
I’ll stay here tonight
I beat the traffic lights, so
Tonight’s for you
Oh things just get so crazy when I'm with you
I don't wanna ever let you go
I've been writing pages for the longest time
Trying to get the words right
Trying to be as smooth as I can be
But none of this matters in the long run
‘Cause as soon as I'm done
I want you to wake up next to me
Next to me
Next to me
Next to me
Next to me
I wanna make mistakes
I wanna fall in place
I don’t like me when I’m alone
Stay here in this bed, we
Got dreams in starry sky heads
And hearts flowing over the top
I can find that now I’m finding
The problem was here right all along
Why continue being cold
When I can come home and feel your warmth
Oh things just get so crazy when I'm with you
I don't wanna ever let you go
I've been writing pages for the longest time
Trying to get the words right
Trying to be as smooth as I can be
But
None of this matters in the long run
‘Cause as soon as I'm done
I want you to wake up next to me
Next to me
Next to me
Next to me
Next to me
I've been writing pages for the longest time
Trying to get the words right
Trying to be as smooth as I can be
But none of this matters in the long run
‘Cause as soon as I'm done
I want you to wake up next to me
Next to me
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5. |
Who Ever Loved Ordinary
04:07
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I try to stop thinking from the backseat
My driver won’t stop, won’t stop taunting
I’m just a passenger in this state of mind
I’d try anything just to get out alive
In my successful position
Running out of munitions
You’re just a means to an end
I'm tryna write all this down
Before I start to fade out
Maybe the best I'll ever get
Who ever loved ordinary
Who ever loved ordinary
Who ever loved ordinary
I don’t wanna be your friend
I don’t wanna be alone
I don’t wanna be your friend
I don’t wanna be alone
It’s just a conversation
That I have with myself
Your subtle abdication
That you had with my breath
Now I don’t wanna believe
If the truth can hurt me
I’m just a cliché
The worst of meanings
Who ever loved ordinary
Who ever loved ordinary
Who ever loved ordinary
I don’t wanna be your friend
I don’t wanna be alone
I don’t wanna be your friend
I don’t wanna be alone
Oh, no, guess I’m something now
Playing through your headphones
Is the only way to talk to you
Oh, no, guess i’m jealous now
Terrified of what you’ve done
Scared of being alone
Oh, no, guess I’m something now
Playing through your headphones
Is the only way to talk to you
Oh, no, guess i’m jealous now
Terrified of what you’ve done
Scared of being alone
Who ever loved ordinary
Who ever loved ordinary
Who ever loved ordinary
I don’t wanna be your friend
I don’t wanna be alone
I don’t wanna be your friend
I don’t wanna be alone
Who ever loved ordinary
Who ever loved ordinary
Who ever loved ordinary
I don’t wanna be alone
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6. |
Spotify Playlist
04:27
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Pull up in your dark times on a cell phone I think I broke
Maybe I’m quoting a line I got from those poets on slow speakers
With
Nothing to say, something to gain, a story to tell
But you know ours so well
You know mine too well
Maybe I’ve convinced myself I’m running out of time
Maybe I’m running out time to wake up
So I’m looking at your Spotify playlist
Wondering if I can make this better
Make this better
I’m playing your beat, beat on my headphones
Beat, beat on my headphones
Beat, beat on my headphones
Beat on my
I can tell you’re fading like whatever you took
“It’s not your fault’ but I think it is
Maybe I’m caught up in the fingerprints and evidence
The photographs to erase
And the warm pavement I wanna lay on
I’m trying to take it slow
To get emotional
Is a mistake in any shape
Slow dancing in my car
Idiosyncrasies are
Are keeping me in this dream
So I’m looking at your Spotify playlist
Wondering if I can make this better
Make this better
And your jackets on the floor of my closet,
Photo’s tucked in my mirror
I want us better
Want us better
I’m playing your beat, beat on my headphones
Beat, beat on my headphones
Beat, beat on my headphones
Beat on my
Like a Netflix drama
Like breathing smoke on a winter’s night
Like warming up with yours
Familiar faces come back to life
Like a Netflix drama
Like breathing smoke on a winter’s night
Like warming up with yours
Familiar faces come back to life
Familiar faces come back to life
Familiar faces come back to life
Familiar faces come back to life
Familiar faces come back to life
So I’m looking at your Spotify playlist
Wondering if I can make this better
Make this better
And your jackets on the floor of my closet,
Photo’s tucked in my mirror
I want us better
Want us better
I’m playing your beat, beat on my headphones
Beat, beat on my headphones
Beat, beat on my headphones
Beat on my
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7. |
Weightless
03:03
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I kinda miss the way I used to look at myself
Even when i missed you, I had the company of thoughts of someone else
All ya need’s a hand to hold when no one’s at your back
When the person on your shoulder’s another anxiety attack
I just wanna hear your voice one more time
I just wanna turn up that radio as cars go by
Wishin we could make it through the long stoplight
Press the pedal, here we go, here we go again
Oh the memories make me weightless
Coasting through on midnight pavement
Put your hand on top my scars
Cover up until tomorrow
I don’t wanna fake another victory
Turn me into something you call interesting
Hindsight’s 2020 in our photographs
Sweatin all the small stuff in our epitaphs
I just wanna hear your voice one more time
I just wanna turn up that radio as cars go by
Wishin we could make it through the long stoplight
Press the pedal, here we go, here we go again
Oh the memories make me weightless
Coasting through on midnight pavement
Put your hand on top my scars
Cover up until tomorrow
Oh the memories make me weightless
Coasting through on midnight pavement
Put your hand on top my scars
Cover up until tomorrow
Oh the memories make me weightless
Coasting through on midnight pavement
Put your hand on top my scars
Cover up until tomorrow
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Jonah Ausbun Denver, Colorado
Northern Colorado-based Jonah Ausbun has developed a nostalgic pop sound for people wanting to live a little. From pop beats to indie rock, Jonah has put writing and producing together. Think of long night time drives under the stars, listening to old records in your bedroom, dancing in the kitchen. Grab your friends, hop in the car, and play the soundtrack to experience being human right now. ... more
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