The 1975 - A Brief Inquiry Into Online Relationships Lyrics
The 1975 (ABIIOR)
Go down
Soft sound
Midnight
Car lights
Playing with the air
Breathing in your hair
Go down
Soft sound
Step into your skin?
I'd rather jump in your bones
Taking up your mouth, so you breathe through your nose
Writer: George Bedford Daniel, Matthew Timothy Healy, Ross Stewart MacDonald, Adam Brian Thomas Hann
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Give Yourself A Try
You learn a couple things when you get to my age
Like friends don't lie and it all tastes the same in the dark
When your vinyl and your coffee collection is a sign of the times
You're getting spiritually enlightened at 29
So just give yourself a try
Won't you give yourself a try?
Won't you give yourself a try?
Won't you give?
I found a grey hair in one of my zoots
Like context in a modern debate, I just took it out
The only apparatus required for happiness
Is your pain and f*cking going outside
And getting STDs at 27 really isn't the vibe
Jane took her own life at 16
She was a kid who had the box tattooed on her arm
And I was 25 and afraid to go outside
A millennial that baby-boomers like
Won't you give yourself a try?
Won't you give yourself a try?
Won't you give yourself a try?
Won't you give?
And what would you say to your younger self?
Growing a beard's quite hard
And whiskey never starts to taste nice
And you'll make a lot of money, and it's funny
'Cause you'll move somewhere sunny and get addicted to drugs
And spend obscene amounts on f*cking seeds and beans online
So just give yourself a try
Won't you give yourself a try?
Won't you give yourself a try?
Won't you give?
Writer: Adam Brian Thomas Hann, George Bedford Daniel, Matthew Timothy Healy, Ross Stewart MacDonald, Bernard Sumner, Ian Curtis, Peter Hook, Stephen Paul David Morris
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing
Tootimetootimetootime
You wet my eyes but I don't mind it
I tell you lies but it's only sometimes
You pick a fight and I'll define it
I swear that I, I swear that I
I only called her one time, maybe it was two times
Don't think it was three times, can't be more than four times
Think we need to rewind, you text that boy sometimes!
Must be more than three times!
Didn't mean to two-time ya, two-time ya
She said that I, I should have liked it
I told her "I only use it sometimes"
Except when I, I need reminding
I'm petrified, I'm petrified
But I only called her one time
Maybe it was two times?
Don't think it was three times
Didn't mean to two-time ya, two-time ya
You wet my eyes but I don't mind it
I tell you lies but it's only sometimes
You pick a fight and I'll define it
I swear that I, I swear that I
I only called her one time, maybe it was two times
Don't think it was three times, can't be more than four times
Think we need to rewind, you text that boy sometimes
Must be more than three times
Didn't mean to two-time ya, two-time ya
(One time ya, one time ya, one time ya
Two time ya, one, I only called her one time)
Oh, two-time ya, two-time ya
(Oh one, one time, two time, three time ya
One, one time, two time, three time ya)
I only called her one time, maybe it was two times?
Don't think it was three times, can't be more than four times
Think we need to rewind, you text that boy sometimes
Must be more than three times
Didn't mean to two-time ya, two-time ya
(One time, oh, one time, three time, four time
Three time, four time, two time, three time)
You're textin', oh, yeah
(One time, oh, one time, three time, four time
Three time, four time, two time, three time)
Writer: George Bedford Daniel, Guendoline Rome Viary Gomez, Matthew Timothy Healy
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
How to Draw / Petrichor
I've not learned how to draw
I've not learned how to draw
What if you die with all of the cameras?
Take something and then make it brand new
Try and do anything fourteen times
Love yourself like someone you love, one you love
Don't take any of my advice
Write
Write a letter to your future self who won't change
Don't let the internet ruin your time
They can take anything as long as it's true
What they can't take is you telling them lies, lies, lies
Writer: Adam Brian Thomas Hann, George Bedford Daniel, Matthew Timothy Healy, Ross Stewart MacDonald
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing
Love It If We Made It
We're f*cking in a car, shooting heroin
Saying controversial things just for the hell of it
Selling melanin and then suffocate the black men
Start with misdemeanours and we'll make a business out of them
And we can find out the information, access all the applications
That are hardening positions based on miscommunication
Oh! F*ck your feelings, truth is only hearsay
We're just left to decay, modernity has failed us
And I'd love it if we made it
Yes, I'd love it if we made it
Yes, I'd love it if we made it
Yes, I'd love it if we made it
And poison me daddy
I got the Jones right through my bones
Write it on a piece of stone
A beach of drowning three year olds
Rest in peace Lil Peep
The poetry is in the streets
Jesus save us!
Modernity has failed us
And I'd love it if we made it
Yes, I'd love it if we made it
Yes, I'd love it if we made it
Yes, I'd love it if we made it
And I'd love it if we made it
And I'd love it if we made it
And I'd love it if we made it
And I'd love it if we made it
Tell me something I didn't know
Consultation degradation
Fossil fuelling masturbation
Immigration liberal kitsch
Kneeling on a pitch
"I moved on her like a bitch!"
Excited to be indicted
Unrequited house with seven pools
Thank you Kanye, very cool!
The war has been incited
And guess what? You're all invited
And you're famous
Modernity has failed us
And I'd love it if we made it
And I'd love it if we made it
And I'd love it if we made it
Tell me something I didn't know
And I'd love it if we made it
And I'd love it if we made it
And I'd love it if we made it
And I'd love it if we made it
Writer: Adam Brian Thomas Hann, George Bedford Daniel, Matthew Timothy Healy, Ross Stewart MacDonald
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Be My Mistake
And be my mistake
And turn out the light
She bought me those jeans
The ones you like
I don't wanna hug
I just wanna sleep
The smell of your hair
Reminds me of her feet
So don't wait outside my hotel room
Just wait 'til I give you a sign
'Cause I get lonesome sometimes
Save all the jokes you're gonna make
While I see how much drink I can take
Then be my mistake
I shouldn't have called
'Cause we shouldn't speak
You do make me hard
But she makes me weak
And don't wait outside my hotel room
Just wait 'til I give you a sign
'Cause I get lonesome sometimes
Save all the jokes you're gonna make
While I see how much drink I can take
Then be my mistake
Writer: Adam Hann, George Daniel, Matthew Healy, Ross MacDonald
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing
Sincerity Is Scary
And irony's okay, I suppose
Culture is to blame
You try and mask your pain in the most postmodern way
You lack substance when you say
Something like, "Oh, what a shame"
It's just a self-referential way
That stops you having to be human
I'm assuming you'll balloon
When you remove the dirty spoon
And start consuming like a human
That's what I am assuming
I'm sure that you're not just another girl
I'm sure that you're gonna say that that was sexist
I feel like you're running out
Of all the things I liked you for
Why can't we be friends when we are lovers?
'Cause it always ends with us hating each other
Instead of calling me out, you should be pulling me in
I've just got one more thing to say
And why would you believe you could control how you're perceived
When at your best, you're intermediately versed in your own feelings?
Keep on putting off conceiving
It's only you that you're deceiving
Oh, don't have a child, don't cramp your style, I'll leave it
Why can't we be friends, when we are lovers?
'Cause it always ends with us hating each other
Instead of calling me out, you should be pulling me in
I've just got one more thing to say
I'm just pissed off because you pied me off
After your show when you let go of my hand
In front of some sket who wanted bit on your
Nah, I'm just messing
Writer: Adam Brian Thomas Hann, George Bedford Daniel, Matthew Timothy Healy, Ross Stewart MacDonald
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
I Like America and America Likes Me
I'm scared of dying (don't go)
Is that on fire?
Am I a liar? Ooh
(I can't be quiet)
I'm scared of dying
No gun required, ooh
My skin is fire, it's so desired
Is that designer?
Is that on fire?
Am I a liar?
Oh, will this help me lay down?
My skin is fire
It's so desired
No gun required
Oh, will this help me lay down?
I'm scared of dying
It's fine
Oh, what's a fiver?
Being young in the city
Belief and saying something
Would you please listen?
Would you please listen?
We can see what's missing
When you bleed, say so we know
Being young in the city
Belief and saying something
Would you please listen?
Would you please listen?
We can see what's missing
When you bleed, say so we know
Council, being listed
Man I kinda miss it, hey
I'm a designer
Unite pariahs
Am I a liar?
Oh, will this help me lay down?
Kids don't want rifles
They want Supreme
No gun required
Oh, will this help me lay down?
We're scared of dying
It's fine
What's a fiver?
Being young in the city
Belief and saying something
Would you please listen?
Would you please listen?
We can see what's missing
When you bleed, say so we know
Being young in the city
Belief and saying something
Gone off designer
It's all on fire
And we're all liars
So won't you help me lay down
My skin is fire
It's so desired
No gun required
Oh, won't you help me lay down?
I'm scared of dying
It's fine
Oh, what's a fiver?
Being young in the city
Belief and saying something
And saying something
And saying something
Writer: Adam Brian Thomas Hann, George Bedford Daniel, Matthew Timothy Healy, Ross Stewart MacDonald
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing
The Man Who Married a Robot / Love Theme
This is a story about a lonely, lonely man
He lived in a lonely house, on a lonely street
In a lonely part of the world
But, of course, he had the internet
The internet, as you know was his friend
You could say his best friend
They would play with each other everyday
Watching videos of humans doing all sorts of things
Having sex with each other
Informing people on what was wrong with them and their life
Playing games with young children at home with their parents
One day, the man, whose name was @SnowflakeSmasher86
Turned to his friend, the internet, and he said, "Internet, do you love me?"
The internet looked at him and said, "Yes
I love you very, very, very, very, very, very much
I am your best friend
In fact, I love you so much that I never, ever want us to be apart, ever again, ever"
"I would like that", said the man
And so they embarked on a life together
Wherever the man went, he took his friend
The man and the internet went everywhere together
Except, of course, the places where the internet could not go
They went to the countryside
They went to birthday parties of the children of some of his less important friends
Different countries, even the moon
When the man got sad, his friend had so many clever ways to make him feel better
He would get him cooked animals
And show him the people having sex again
And he would always, always agree with him
This one was the man's favorite and it made him very happy
The man trusted his friend so much
"I feel like I could tell you anything," he said, on a particularly lonely day
"You can, you can tell me anything
I'm your best friend, anything you say to me will stay strictly between you and the internet"
And so he did, the man shared everything with his friend
All of his fears and desires
All of his loves, past and present
All of the places he had been and was going, and pictures of his penis
He would tell himself, "Man does not live by bread alone"
And then he died in his lonely house, on the lonely street, in that lonely part of the world
You can go on his Facebook
Writer: Adam Brian Thomas Hann, George Bedford Daniel, Matthew Timothy Healy, Ross Stewart MacDonald
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing
Inside Your Mind
I've been watching you walk
I've been learning the way that you talk
The back of your head is at the front of my mind
Soon I'll crack it open just to see what's inside your mind
Inside your mind
Maybe I will wait until you're fast asleep
Dreaming things I have the right to see
Maybe you are dreaming you're in love with me
The only option left is look and see, inside your mind
Inside your mind
I can show you the photographs
Of you getting on with life
I've had dreams where there's blood on you
All those dreams where you're my wife
Inside your mind
Inside your mind
Inside your mind
Inside your mind
Writer: Adam Brian Thomas Hann, George Bedford Daniel, Matthew Timothy Healy, Ross Stewart MacDonald
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing
Its Not Living (If Its Not With You)
Danny ran into some complications
He falls asleep during conversations
He's gotta search the street when he's on vacation
The worst thing is that I'm in the same situation
And all I do is sit and think about you
If I knew what you'd do
Collapse my veins wearing beautiful shoes
It's not living if it's not with you
And Danny says we're living in a simulation
But he works in a petrol station (selling petrol)
He says it all began with his operation
And I know you think you're sly but you need some imagination
And all I do is sit and think about you
If I knew what you'd do
Collapse my veins wearing beautiful shoes
It's not living if it's not with you
All I do is sit and drink without you
If I choose then I lose
Distract my brain from the terrible news
It's not living if it's not with you
I can't stop sweating or control my feet
Got a twenty-stone monkey that I just can't beat
I can stage a situation, but I just can't eat
And there's a feeling, you're replacin' embrace
And it's true that all I do is sit and think about you
If I knew what you'd do
Collapse my veins wearing beautiful shoes
It's not living if it's not with you
All I do is sit and drink without you
If I choose then I lose
Distract my brain from the terrible news
It's not living if it's not with you
Oh, I'll try to get a job in a bank, I think
Danny spent the time tryna pack in the drinks for me
I feel sick and I know that I'll lose, but
It's not living if it's not with you
It's not living if it's not with you
It's not, it's not
It's not living if it's not with you
It's not living if it's not with you
It's not living if it's not with you
It's not, it's not
It's not living if it's not with you
It's not living if it's not with you
Writer: Adam Brian Thomas Hann, George Bedford Daniel, Matthew Timothy Healy, Ross Stewart MacDonald
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing
Surrounded By Heads and Bodies
And Angela
She wears it like a dress
Ooh
Post-traumatic mess
And don't sleep, it hurts to be awake
The things they make her take
Angela, Angela
Oh, we don't speak
She stayed an extra week
Ooh
I see her in my sleep
Angela
Oh, Angela
(Angela)
Writer: Adam Brian Thomas Hann, George Bedford Daniel, Matthew Timothy Healy, Ross Stewart MacDonald
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing
Mine
There comes a time in a young man's life
He should settle down and find himself a wife
But I'm just fine 'cause I know that you're mine
I fight crime online sometimes
And write rhymes I hide behind
And I switch her wine
Both crying, I'm fine
If you are fine
Looking back on 2009
When people said that it was rainin' all the time
I see sunshine 'cause I know that you're mine
And you say that I'm wasting your time
And I smile and tell you things'll be fine
For some reason I just can't say, "I do"
There comes a time in a young man's life
He should settle down and find himself a wife
But I'm just fine 'cause I know you are mine
Writer: Adam Brian Thomas Hann, George Bedford Daniel, Matthew Timothy Healy, Ross Stewart MacDonald
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing
I Couldnt Be More In Love
At the best of times, I'm lonely in my mind
But I can find something to show you
If you have got the time
Why would I rely on the things that I did right?
She said, "I gave you four years of my life"
So what about these feelings I've got?
We got it wrong
And you said you had enough
What about these feelings I've got?
I couldn't be more in love
I could've been a great line, I could've been a sign
Overstayed my time, say what's on your mind
Maybe I'll rely on all the things that I did right
Because I'd give you all the years of my life
So, what about these feelings I've got?
We got it wrong and you said you had enough
But what about these feelings I've got?
I couldn't be more in love
What about these feelings I've got?
We got it wrong and you said you had enough
But what about these feelings I've got?
I couldn't be more in love
Writer: Adam Brian Thomas Hann, George Bedford Daniel, Matthew Timothy Healy, Ross Stewart MacDonald
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing
I Always Wanna Die (Sometimes)
I bet you thought your life would change
But you're sat on a train again
Your memories are sceneries
For things you said but never really meant
You build it to a high to say goodbye
Because you're not the same as them
But your death, it won't happen to you
It happens to your family and your friends
I pretend
And I always wanna die
Sometimes
I always wanna die
Sometimes
You win, you lose, you sing the blues
There's no point in buying concrete shoes
I refuse
And I always wanna die
Sometimes
I always wanna die
Sometimes
I always wanna die
Oh, am I me through geography?
A face collapsed through entropy
I can hardly speak
And when I try, it's nothing but a squeak
On the video
Living room for small
If you can't survive, just try
And I always wanna die
Sometimes
I always wanna die
Always wanna die (always wanna die)
Always wanna die
And I always wanna die (always wanna die)
Always wanna die
Sometimes (sometimes)
Sometimes (sometimes)
I sometimes
Always wanna die (always wanna die)
Always wanna die (always wanna)
Sometimes
Writer: Adam Brian Thomas Hann, George Bedford Daniel, Matthew Timothy Healy, Ross Stewart MacDonald
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing