1. |
Penny
03:18
|
|||
|
What is wrong
with lending a dollar?
I think it's just enough for your daughter
Tip about twenty percent to the waiter
Wallet weighed about twenty pounds more in September
Well it's okay
Another thrown out bouquet
I'll let you know when I'm with someone else, an upgrade
Like second grade, didn't know much better
We'd sip on lemonade,
Dime I paid
Penny Penny didn't tell me
That she made me many many
It'll tear me
Paintings of size nine One Star Converse
Left on my grave
Penny Penny didn't tell me
That she made me many many
She said it'll tear me apart
Apart
I've been dead
Haven't known where I've been
I've seen light
I've seen dark
And some horns on some creep and
Woke up repeatedly repeatedly repeatedly
Just alarm dismiss alarm dismiss
Okay wake up I'll take a piss
Now I'm a ghost I can't post on my story
A picture of you where you're holding your coffee cup
And your face is covered up
Just aesthetically pleasing mock-ups
But now I'm dead
Dancing with Penny
You know that I will
Love you with money
And cards made of hauntings
Think about you like
You're a fucking queen
Just scare me again just
Buy me a feeling
Penny Penny didn't tell me
That she made me many many
It'll tear me
Paintings of size nine One Star Converse
Left on my grave
Penny Penny didn't tell me
That she made me many many
She said it'll tear me apart
Apart
I Guess I died
She took the pennies off my eyes
That's why she cried
Let me subside
When I died
She took the pennies off my eyes
And still she cried...at least I tried
Dancing with Penny
You know that I will
Love you with money and
Cards made of hauntings
I'll think about you like
You're a fucking queen
I'll scare you again just
Buy me a feeling
Dancing with Penny
You know that I will
Love you with money and
Cards made of hauntings
I'll think about you like
You're a fucking queen
Just scare me again just
Buy me a feeling
Penny Penny didn't tell me
That she made me many many
It'll tear me
Paintings of size nine One Star Converse
Left on my grave
Penny Penny didn't tell me
That she made me many many
She said it'll tear me apart
Apart
Apart
Apart
|
||||
2. |
Not Rent
04:04
|
|||
|
In a world
Where no one listens
Look into our hands and see what we've miscounted
Empowered souls reach out to media and what life was
But all these fucking people watching Syria and getting buzzed
Selfless kids on a selfish street where they love not themselves or others
Ruthless boys and reckless girls no one to hold or smother
Selfless kids on a selfish street where they love not themselves or others
Ruthless boys and reckless girls no one to hold or smother
With a kiss
Life's a risk
With a kiss
Life's a bitch
Maybe we can listen closer
All these words are thrown between the guns and currents
I don't like the attitude they're always giving me
But all these fucking people like the media and seeing blood
Selfless kids on a selfish street where they love not themselves or others
Ruthless boys and reckless girls no one to hold or smother
Selfless kids on a selfish street where they love not themselves or others
Ruthless boys and reckless girls no one to hold or smother
With a kiss
Life's a risk
With a kiss
Life's a bitch
Like a bee they sting us with their luring
Embedded holes in our heads left enduring
Brainwashed souls and sapiens are reunited
All these fucking people like the media and finding...
Selfless kids on a selfish street where they love not themselves or others
Ruthless boys and reckless girls no one to hold or smother
Selfless kids on a selfish street where they love not themselves or others
Ruthless boys and reckless girls no one to hold or smother
With a kiss
Life's a risk
With a kiss
Life's a bitch
|
||||
3. |
Supper Candy
02:48
|
|||
|
1 2 3 4
Wake up in the morning with a taste for
Sweetly dealing dimes and shit
And I'm a culprit
It's about time
To cook a meal for two
take some time away
Supper candy
Sweet like lemon lime
Come in handy for a party that's tonight
Supper Candy
Spoiled yet so divine
Yes I'm sorry that I won't make it in time
Shooting for the trash can
I'm Mr. Mosby
Wrappers, plates, and crumbs yeah
I'm kinda nervous
It's about time for a decent cold brew
Take some time away
Supper candy
Sweet like lemon lime
Come in handy for a party that's tonight
Supper Candy
Spoiled yet so divine
Yes I'm sorry that I won't make it in time
Cooking breakfast for a friend
Sure will hope we can make amends
Spending some time on tv
Watching for one sweetie
Walking the coast and
Walking and boasting
Supper candy
Sweet like lemon lime
Come in handy for a party that's tonight
Supper Candy
Spoiled yet so divine
Yes I'm sorry that I wont make it in time
Supper candy
Sweet like lemon lime
Come in handy for a party that's tonight
Supper Candy
Spoiled yet so divine
Yes I'm sorry that I won't make it in time
|
||||
4. |
Reaper
03:59
|
|||
|
ooooohoooooohoooooooh
Faking your own death to have a meeting with the reaper
No time for his shit and now you know that you're a keeper
Everybody else has known that you were like a letter
Your lips were sealed, had a message to remember
ooooohoooooohoooooooh
LOOK LOOK LOOK LOOK
You'll never fucking make it if you're livin' to regret it
Reaper Reaper
Living by your side because you knew you had to meet him
This is fucked up
Feeling like a failure cuz you knew you had to shut up
Find some make-up
cover your mistakes and make it seem you have some status
Now that you're in Hollywood, you think that you are safer
Now you've lived in Hollywood and everybody's baked here
Walking down the street and everybody's like YEAH
You realize that the reaper's come back
ooooohoooooohoooooooh
LOOK LOOK LOOK LOOK
You'll never fucking make it if you're livin' to regret it
Reaper Reaper
Living by your side because you knew you had to meet him
This is fucked up
Feeling like a failure cuz you knew you had to shut up
Find some make-up
cover your mistakes and make it seem you have some status
OOOOOoooo OOOOOoooo OOOOOoooo
Maybe you feel now
Maybe you feel wild
Living on auto pilot
Now you can start a riot
Grab your board and ride it
Leave it undecided
Not a soul can realize that you're depressed and like it quiet
But come on find an answer, come and try it, just fucking try it,
try it, try it
OOOOOoooo OOOOOoooo OOOOOoooo
OOOOOoooo OOOOOoooo OOOOOoooo
|
||||
5. |
What's the Move?
02:47
|
|||
|
Do y'all wanna come over to my place again
Don't wanna talk, I'm tame again
Feelin like I'm unable
Feelin' like Cain and Abel
Dearly Somber playing in my neighborhood
Dearly I'm just playing with my head ohh
Party Parker parking in your lot
And he bets you're smoking lots of pot again
He doesn't want you sleeping cuz you'll cry in bed
oooooooooooooo
And now she's on the move
To find a love love love
to find a love love love
Isn't that what we're driving towards?
Isn't that why we're getting bored?
let's pick it up, let's pick it up
Isn't that what we're driving towards?
Isn't that why we left our boards?
let's pick it up, let's pick it up
pick it up, pick it up, pick it up, pick it up
isn't that
ooooooooooo ooooooooooo ohhohohohohohohohoh
CTSKSKF kickin' all kinds of ass
We're breezin' through the overpass
With someone new, someone blue, someone whoooo
Who talks talks talks 'bout a cool girl that he knew
We thought it was bullshit
She had a luminescent kind of hue
Isn't that what we're driving towards?
Isn't that why we're getting bored?
let's pick it up, let's pick it up
Isn't that what we're driving towards?
Isn't that why we left our boards?
let's pick it up, let's pick it up
pick it up, pick it up, pick it up, pick it up
isn't that
|
||||
6. |
Faulter
03:32
|
|||
|
I don't wanna talk to you
Notifications put on mute
And if only that you knew
You would kill me
I have left so many clues
But I never followed through
Won't you take a hint
I try to dodge your bullets
And everybody else
I'd rather talk to
I couldn't say a word
I'd trip on my own faulter
Why can't I say a word
Don't you know
That I'd rather
Leave and say goodbye and I
Why can't I say a word
Don't you know
I'll forever...be so shy
Now you ask me why I'm blue
I will never tell the truth
I won't live it all again
feel broken
Thought I had a good idea
Wouldn't have to go and c’ya
Now I'm standing here and what
What's your problem?
And everybody else
I'd rather walk with
I couldn't take a step
I'd trip on my own faulter
Why can't I say a word
Don't you know
That I'd rather
Leave and say goodbye and I
Why can't I say a word
Don't you know
I'll forever...be so shy
And everybody else
I'd rather talk to
I couldn't say a word
I'd trip on my own faulter
And everybody else
I'd rather walk with
I'd trip on my own faulter
Why can't I say a word
Don't you know
That I'd rather
Leave and say goodbye and I
Why can't I say a word
Don't you know
I'll forever...be so shy
|
||||
7. |
Lock
03:16
|
|||
|
I thought I wanted to need you
turns out I needed to want you
I'm losing my time like I'm losing my money
that's sweeter than honey, I love it
I'm procrastinating
Never good at validating
any word I'm ever saying
Who needs to think when you focus on
yeah
dreaming about
workin' it out
dreaming about
workin' it out
Locking eyes in the hallway
Instead I'll stick to my screen
Avoiding the contact I need
to learn what I read, I need, I love it
BOOM it's gone
I can't concentrate
Saturation 1, 2, 3
Losing my mind instead I'll find a way
Finding a way
Goin' away
Finding a way
Goin' away
I thought I wanted you
I knew I never needed to
I thought I wanted you
I knew I never needed to
I thought I wanted you
I knew I never needed to
I thought I wanted you
I knew I never needed to
|
||||
8. |
Chopsticks
02:41
|
|||
|
I am in the element
Found a stone that’s elegant
Life is wild and too open
All these places haven’t been
Girl you can not contain your cause for life’s content
Just pay up
You have to pay the price the price for living with life’s rent
Don’t fuck up
I have learned that life’s not fair
I met a girl who’s name was Sarah
Then what comes down from the sky
It’s an alien [with] no eyes
Girl you can not contain your cause for life’s content
Just pay up
You have to pay the price the price for living with life’s rent
Don’t fuck up
Worry why? Worn out skies
Yellow eyes cyan eyes
Worry why? Worn out skies
Yellow eyes cyan eyes
I have learned that life’s not fair
I met a girl who’s name was Sarah
Then what comes down from the sky
It’s an alien [with] no eyes
Girl you can not contain your cause for life’s content
Just pay up
You have to pay the price the price for living with life’s rent
Don’t fuck up
Worry why? Worn out skies
Yellow eyes cyan eyes
I am in my element
|
||||
9. |
Get Away
02:59
|
|||
|
What do I got left to say?
I might as well getaway
Sail off into the bay
Find a true place to stay
Time to getaway
I don't like to stay
In one place all day
I'd rather be a stray
Cook a real good souffle
I could sell it on the bay
I'm stuck on an island, yay
Do you wanna hear some Kanye?
Time to getaway
I don't like to stay
In one place all day
I'd rather be a stray
oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Climb a palm tree
Throw some coconuts to fill the time
it's a koala, how cute, HOW CUTE
I'd be home right now
buggin out and tryin to pout
Oh shit it's a peninsula
Time to getaway
I don't like to stay
In one place all day
I'd rather be a stray
What do I got left to say?
What do I got left to say?
|
||||
10. |
Take Me Back
03:50
|
|||
|
Driving downtown and we're listening
To that good old fashioned reckoning
Never fails to fulfill our ears
Seeing sounds and they smell so weird
Crying like a fucking preteen
Dying and you're only 18
Asking all my friends, are you good?
Come on take me back to childhood
Take me back to 2012 for all the hits like Heartless
Scream and shout and let it all out, that's the shit I miss
That's the shit I miss, that's the shit I miss
Sing about Shawty, feelin like Cudi, now it's time to pretend
Stereo loving the fires burning on the dance floor
on the dance floor, on the dance floor
Ride or die or skate or pose up
Just a good old fashioned fuck up
There won't be another Beatles
In the car and in the feels
Nostalgic ultra people prescribed
To drugs they take just to feel alright
Another deja vu experience
Jamais vous while they drop the mescaline
Take me back to 2012 for all the hits like Heartless
Scream and shout and let it all out, that's the shit I miss
That's the shit I miss, that's the shit I miss
Sing about Shawty, feelin like Cudi, now it's time to pretend
Stereo loving the fires burning on the dance floor
on the dance floor, on the dance floor
Driving downtown and we're listening
to that good old fashioned Chief Keef
There won't be another Beatles
Let's just listen in our feels
Crying like a fucking preteen
Dying and we're only 18
Asking all of us, are we good?
Come on take us back to childhood
That's the kid I miss
That's the kid I MISS!
|
||||
11. |
Unreal
02:58
|
|||
|
Don't look out the window, just look out for me
I want you to know that you're smile makes me believe
And maybe you are, as fraud as can be
I'll tell you I'm sorry if I misconceived
everything just seems unreal
Out of this world ethereal
Unreal you see so real yet forgery
Unreal baby I might just let it be
Maybe you are, as far as can be
Let’s look at the stars to see what I mean
everything just seems unreal
Out of this world ethereal
Unreal you see so real yet forgery
Unreal baby It just occurred to me
To believe the fact that you’re so fucking happy
You'd ominously be
Unreal you see so real yet forgery
Unreal baby I might just let it be
Don't look out the window just look out for me
Let’s look at the stars to see what I mean
Unreal you see so real yet forgery
Unreal baby I might just let it be
|
||||
12. |
Penny (Radio Edit)
03:20
|
|||
13. |
||||
STELLAR WEST Chicago, Illinois
“The most rootin’ tootin’ cowboy shootin’ rockin’ rollin’ overloadin’ band in motherfuckin’ Naperville”
MORTAL WOMBAT
10/10/20
Album out early ONLY here on Bandcamp 10/9/20
msha.ke/stellarwest
... more
If you like STELLAR WEST, you may also like:
Death is Nothing to Us
by Fiddlehead
Boston band featuring members of Have Heart and Basement take their earnest, motivational post-hardcore to thrilling new heights.
go to album
Lowdown Ways
by DADDY LONG LEGS
The NYC trio push their blown-out garage-blues sound into new territory, on both reinterpreted classics and originals.
go to album
Roaring guitar pop big on blistering riffs and candy-coated vocal melodies.
go to album
Frantic Semantic EP
by Grow Rich
Fuzzy and swirling shoegaze soundscapes from Indonesia full of emotion and DIY spirit.
go to album
Happy Accidents give listeners a taste of their indie pop and indie punk sound on their latest album.
go to album
Rat City Dog Boy
by Rotten Mind
Brisk, gripping, and unbelievably hooky, the latest from Sweden’s Rotten Mind combines breathless urgency with post-punk majesty.
go to album
Fantastically outré funk from Quinton Brock that rides rubbery basslines to ecstatic choruses.
go to album
