1. |
Happy ending
02:37
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i survived through the darkest age
i remember nights as long as weeks
the last apartment i lived in
was my most terrible nightmare
i still remember the cotton candy scent
of the yankee candle next to my bed
i remember parties i couldn’t breath
i remember dinners i couldn’t eat
don’t get me wrong i didn’t hate that place
it was just that place that hated me
too much rain too much wind too many stormy feelings
won’t you sit with me and listen to my story?
i could use a friend just now so please hear me out
i’ve got so many tales about my heart pounding in the rain
shivers in the night and drunk rangers fan knocking on the door
so i flew back home to Italy
I left Scotland filled with paranoia
i quit my job, i dumped my boyfriend and his family
and i soon looked for a some help
and then last summer i had the time of my life
i hadn’t felt that alive in years
Give me a guitar a stage and a backpack
and a landscape for some inspiration
won’t you sit with me and listen to my song?
i could use a friend just now so please hear me out
maybe this time i’ll get a happy ending
not the same old sad story i am used to
i’ll get my happy ending
for fuck’s sake i’ll get my happy ending
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2. |
Set up for failure
03:27
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the rain fills up my glass
but i am too tired to move
the thoughts in my head have been killing myself
since the day i was born
and it’s no coincidence
that i hardly smile when i am here
being tied down to a place is terrifying
as well as being always on the move
and i do cherish
the half hour before 5.30
when i am just about to get back home from work
then i realise there’s nothing to go back to
nothing at all
“i see you’re leaving again, where you off this time?”
I roll my eyes and i say “i really don’t know. What did you expect anyway?”
i was never made for sticking around places
or conversations longer than 10 minutes
i though you figured that out by now
how can i make a virtue out of this bad habit
in this society that wants you to be a good productive citizen?
there’s no place for me in your address book
but here you go there’s my email
so please don’t forget me when i won’t be around.
i was never made for keeping contacts with friends and family
i was never made for showing emotions unless it’s sadness
i was never made for taking risks but i’d still quit my job if i had one
i was never made for a steady life but there’s a chance the
loneliness will kill me
loneliness will kill me
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3. |
It's ok to be broken
03:23
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are you still here with me please don’t pass out
i know you can’t your blood pressure is way too high
but hey i am just trying to make you laugh
and don’t you even dare to think that you are a burden to me
i’ve been too many times in the exact same situation thinking i was gonna die
look at me i know your heart is beating faster than it should
look at me just focus on my eyes
and try to listen to all the things that i say
i am just trying to get your attentions elsewhere
away from your pounding heart your running thoughts
and that little tiny voice that’s shouting “you are gonna die”
but not today not tonight nobody’s soul is gonna leave this fucking planet
not tonight don’t you even start thinking that it’s better being forever asleep than alive
because believe it or not all of this is going to get better
somehow someday
and if it’s not who gives a shit because it’s ok to be broken
and i remember all the times i spent on those stairs grasping for air
with no one coming round to ask me even if i was ok
but those times are gone those times are deepl buried in the past
it’s about time to start a whole new chapter in my life
and even though i don’t feel like talking to anyone at anytime
i just want you to know that you can call me at day and night
cause i'll be there for you
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4. |
Loner
02:56
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they come and go
and it’s my fault
constantly failing at keeping anyone close
it must be something running
in my blood
cause it’s been like this since i was 6 years old
they come and go
no one stays long
long enough for me to phone them up at 4 am
or to even start our
hangover club
at dinner time every sunday at 8 pm
complaining about the latest music trend
but i reckon that i won’t be damned just because
i spend too much time in my house
and i know that i never call i never text and return anyone’s calls
but i am sure that you’ll agree with me when i say
that this world is pretty fucked up
and therefore i haven’t got much hope in the person next to me
apart from my family and myself
i come and go
this is how my life goes
everything gets boring after a year of standing still
i tend to think that new people will be better that the ones i already know but i am always wrong
kind of gotta learn to work with what i’ve got
but i reckon that i won’t be damned just because
i spend too much time in my house
and i know that i never call i never text and return anyone’s calls
but i am sure that you’ll agree with me when i say
that this world is pretty fucked up
and therefore i haven’t got much hope in the person next to me apart
from my family and myself
myself myself myself
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5. |
Perfect night
01:57
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do you remember the night we met
it was cold
generally in scotland it is
we were walking to tim’s old flat
and you asked me where
my accent was from
Maryhill was so pretty
its city lights were
all stars
and i got caught
in the blue of your eyes
in the red of your beard
in the blonde of your hair
we laughed all night
by that point
i already loved you
screaming hearts
looking for
somebody to care for
do you remember the night we met
it was dry
a crispy glaswegian night
i ended up for drinking all your cider
but you didn’t mind it at all
didn't mind it at all
we walked to the big Tesco
looking for some pizza
to eat
i got caught
in that sweetness of yours
in your crazy ideas
in the stories you told
we kissed all night
by that point
i already loved you
trembling hands
looking for somebody
to hold on to
it was a perfect night
it was the perfect night that night
it was the perfect night that night
the most beautiful night
it was the perfect night
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6. |
Job related rant
01:56
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4 hours on the phone talking to strangers
not my kind of job
i’d rather be as broke as i am now
but with a smile on my face
who the hell said that work gives you a purpose in life
it just makes you
miserable and drink out of
cheap bottles of wine
so get me on a
plaaaaaane
where nothing of this can reach me
just pack my guitar and book me a bunch of shows
tell my mum i love her and not to take this personally
but i need my freedom i need to spread my wings
the highway the splits in half my town
has never been enough for me
but when i moved
i couldn’t handle it
and now i am driving north
to the place where i used to work till yesterday
to tell them to fuck off and die
another day another ride
another piece of my soul dies
should i settle down for a family and a pay check?
another day full of lies
another night of beer and wine
and i am looking for someone who’s willing to buy
me a beer
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7. |
I'll never grow up
03:29
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i did it again i have been drinking shits loads while i was high on tranquillisers
i guess it helps me to forget how much this society wants me dead
if you would have asked me two months ago i wouldn’t have cared less
but time is passing by things are changing and so am i
i’ve been playing with my luck for far too long and with destiny 24/7
i can’t help myself but falling in love with utopia and bad romance, bad romance
and last night i really thought “oh man, you should stop” if you want to survive
or you might find yourself dead by your own two hands
grow up they say, you’re not a kid anymore
but help me please to find a way to survive
i am up for struggles, long drives and nights awake
but how long can i keep it up for?
Steve once told me“do you really want to end up dying alone?”
and i thought “it’s probably too soon to think about this i am only 27 oh gosh”
but i could see the point of connecting with another human being and get the defences down
unfortunately as much as i would like stability my place is on the edge my place is on the edge of sanity
grow up they say, you’re not a kid anymore
but help me please to find a way to survive
i am up for struggles, long drives and nights awake
but how long can i keep it up for?
i don’t know
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8. |
Colosseum at dawn
01:44
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how can you get me so well
no matter what i think or what i do
we met in our own element
a loud room full of screaming punks
it was so fucking freezing that night in Rome
i almost thought it would snow
but after i kissed you and i looked into your eyes
i ditched my ride home in spite of the cold
don’t tell me that i am too passionate
about life or love
i just like how the sunlight shines
on the colosseum at dawn
and i know you do too as you like running away
from your life with 5 or 6 pints per night
lately lately
but we’ve got no direction
and we stumble
across the road
You says that i am not ready to settle down
and why would i want to but
why would you want to?
you’ve got no idea of
how painful
it’s been jumping out of the taxi
and dropping your keys off at your
workplace on clifford street
and speechless hugging you
holding back the tears.
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9. |
Alive but not alright
02:43
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Is it even possible to fall in love with someone you have just met
it blows your mind anytime you talk to him
and you like the situation because
it’s gonna be a disaster
i’m done with wind and brown leaves
with eternal winters and endless nights
but i feel the urge to go back to the place
where i most suffered and make it right
it probably is because
i’m a lost cause i love drama
i like staying up all night and then complaining that
i didn’t get enough sleep
i didn’t get enough sleep
i love shouting i love crying
i love getting drunk to hit on guys
and let them break my heart
let them break my heart
it makes me feel alive
it makes me feel alive
it makes me feel alive
it makes me feel alive
Even the snow as it falls down seems to remind me that
it’s ok if a stay in watching the blue planet
but i know i can turn any situation in a fucking disaster
i’m done with wind and brown leaves
with eternal winters and endless nights
but i fell the urge to go back to the place
where i most suffered and make it right
it probably is because
i’m a lost cause i love drama
i like staying up all night and then complaining that
i didn’t get enough sleep
i didn’t get enough sleep
i love shouting i love crying
i love getting drunk to hit on guys
and let them break my heart
let them break my heart
it makes me feel alive
it makes me feel alive
it makes me feel alive
it makes me feel alive
but not all right
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NANA Pescara, Italy
I write stupid songs about my life and things in general. Not a fan of happiness.
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