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Keep up with the sun
03:05
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Everybody wants to part of something bigger than themselves, bigger than themselves
We’re horses that need forces in order to go on forward, to go on forward
If there’s nothing that keeps us keep up with the sun we’ll need help, we’ll need help
But pushes can grow weak and lose their streak and surpass rock bottom
Ahhhh X4
People who talk like to lie because they are shy
And people who are silent
Are violent
With their thoughts
They have no other way to say the things that accumulate throughout their day
Ahhhh X4
(instrumental break)
Everybody wants to part of something bigger than themselves, bigger than themselves
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2. |
Polyglot
03:35
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You shoot your gun right at me but your eyes are closed
How are you so oblivious to my vulnerability exposed
Your bullets pierce right through me but you never even knew me
And now it's too late to undo the tangled knot
(Chorus)
You're a polyglot
You have so many words that are weapons you can use against
Someone who's not
This monologue inside my head is the only bomb
That I've got
You're a polyglot
You like Luther only wanted to reform
But your sticks and stones started up a storm
My hopes were made of glass but then you chose to be an...
And now the nice lady is slowly sweeping them up into the trash
(Chorus)
Now there is blood gushing from my chest
Staining my polk-a-dot dress
No matter how much I try my best
No one will ever be. Impressed. I quit. This contest
(Chorus)
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3. |
I can't tie my shoes
02:55
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I never learned to tie my shoes
Who needs laces when you’ve got velcro
I longed for crimson tattoos
I was so thankful for my window
(Chorus)
You know sometimes I need to breathe
I need a break from your thunder
But I’m still learning to swim
That’s why I still am under
But I really wanna leave
And I really wanna quit
But nothing is ever simple
I can’t throw another fit
I never learned to heal my bruise
Who needs depth when you’ve got shallow
I longed for crimson tattoos
Who needs emotions when you’ve got hollow
(Chorus)
I move so slowly
Like the clouds
But one day I will get there…
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4. |
Starving
03:35
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I’m so cozy but I’m so cold
I’m so tired of getting old
I want a beer, I want it right here
I bottle it in when they think I’m leaking
It’s attention I’m seeking for
(Chorus)
Why does everything look so gloomy
I need someone to renew me
Now I’m walking home alone again
At least I’m not starving
I’m so quiet but I’ve got a few tools
And I don’t wanna use them to look cool
I’ve tried to say hi but I’ve given up
Give me 40% in a shot cup
(Chorus)
It’s been a month since I’ve been clean
I took a bath in the washing machine
But the bubbles never pop
I’m drowning cause in the back of my mind
I know that I’m never gonna stop
(Chorus)
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Soundwaves
02:36
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Today my brain crawled out of my ear
Then you walked in and played my eardrums
Your soundwaves were all that I could hear
Get out of my head you’re making me dumb
Then the turtles started nibbling my toes
And the rest nobody knows
But I’ve dived into the notion
I’ve floated through commotion
You’re drowning me with all the other fish
That’ll end up on your dish
(Chorus)
I don’t approve
Of your move
Give me some grove
If you want to improve
When they know your name, they won’t look at you the same
It’s a pretty fun game but in the long run it’s lame
Writing illegible laws for a really odd cause
Please put all of this on pause
Please put all of this on pause
(Chorus)
Are you going to surf
Until you reach my turf
Your balance is so steady, no
I am not ready for this
For any of it
For this for this for this
Today my brain crawled out of my ear
Then you walked in and played my eardrums
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6. |
Make myself at home
03:05
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I keep on tripping over air
The bump is never there
But I’ve seen others stumble
And then they tend to crumble
I’m anticipating for the worst
But I’ve been waiting at the back of the line
Praying I’ll be fine
(Chorus)
I’m trapped inside myself
And I better learn to embrace it
Cause I don’t think I’m leaving for a while
Gotta make myself at home (X2)
Looking out of the 8th floor into the city
I’m looking down at you but I look up to your
You’re so pretty darn stolid
You deserve more recognition
Because you’ve got so much to offer
You don’t fit in the box
But you’re stuck in a paradox
(Chorus)
I think I need some fresh air
But the door is never there
The windows are too small
But it’s better than nothing at all
(Chorus)
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7. |
Maktub
02:23
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I fell when I saw you
To hell went my dignity
You never looked at me like they do
But now I see that it wasn’t meant to be
‘Cause
(chorus)
You said that rock and roll is dead
But the past lives in my head
And now the future has been read
Could I care more
No I couldn’t
If you offer I won’t say no
Even if I know that I shouldn’t
‘Cause
(chorus)
(chorus)
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8. |
Vitamin D
02:25
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She’ll hate the song if it’s one that everybody knows
They try to catch her but she walks on her tippy toes
She speaks français when she kisses
But when they call the cats she hisses
She unfriends her friends
And befriends her foes
(Chorus)
Walking past all of these people makes her feel so lonely
But at least she sees that she’s not the only one around
Everyday she takes a fresh glass of orange juice
She needs a distraction to make the pain reduce
She says vitamin D, make a woman out of me
Rituals can make good use
Rituals can make good use
(Chorus)
She’s given up her faith in the stranger’s smile
So she’s covered up in bubble wrap because she’s fragile
But the plastic starts to peel
And you can see what’s real
She wishes circumstances were more versatile
She wishes circumstances were more versatile
(Chorus)
(Chorus)
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I am a bobble head
Floating on your bed
I can’t hear what you said
Will you tell me in my mouth
I flow with the smoke
You think it’s a joke
I climb the great, great oak
From this view I can see your house
(Chorus)
The maple leaf turned green, turned green
I saw you standing by the copy machine, the copy machine
Everything in this room has a heartbeat
Baboom (X9)
Everything in this room has a heartbeat
Baboom (X9)
Vomiting the truth
All over the youth
T-T-Tooth on tooth
Will you tell me outloud
The tightrope floor
Your grip on the drawer
More and more
Dissolving into the crowd
(Chorus)
The maple leaf turned green, turned green
I saw you standing by the copy machine, the copy machine
Everything in this room has a heartbeat
Baboom (X9)
Everything in this room has a heartbeat
Baboom (X9)
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10. |
Burn me
02:36
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They call me a bitch
But I am a witch
So tomorrow when you wake up
And check the mirror for makeup
You might find a glitch
That’s what you get for calling me a bitch
So burn me, burn me to the bone
Burn me, I would rather die alone
Than hear your voice, than hear your voice
I don’t know if I’m a bitch
But I know that I’m a witch
I’ve even got a broom
To sweep my room
So drown me, drown me with a stone
Drown me, I would rather die alone
Than hear your voice, than hear your voice
And burn me, burn me to the bone
Burn me, I would rather die alone
Than hear your voice, than hear your voice
And drown me, drown me with a stone
Drown me, I would rather die alone
Than hear your voice, than hear your voice
And burn me, burn me to the bone
Burn me, I would rather die alone
Than hear your voice, than hear your voice
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11. |
Next time
03:45
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You’re stuck in a past that was never yours
But the present is too sticky for your chords
So you hide on an island where it’s much nicer to breathe
You’re the queen and the king, you can be anything
(Chorus)
I should’ve warned you
Remind me next time
I’ll walk away before the rhyme
My feet are too small for my height
I take big steps in awkward times
But I can’t change my range
And I can’t range my change
All I want to know is that you’re okay
‘Cause that makes my day
Even if I know it’s not the other way
(chorus)
The sea is slowly floating away
And now I’ve become a peninsula
But the bridge will soon burn again
I’m only a temporary friend, a temporary trend
(chorus)
My ears are plugged, my eyes are booked
But I miss your hugs and I miss your looks
Though I could never say that to your face
‘Cause your silent treatment told me you wanted space…
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Cristina Berting Vancouver, British Columbia
they / them
total liberation!
music made on the occupied, traditional and ancestral land of the xʷməθkʷəy̓əm (Musqueam), Sḵwx̱wú7mesh (Squamish) and Səl̓ílwətaʔ/Selilwitulh (Tsleil-Waututh) nations
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