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Suit Yourself Or Shoot Yourself

by HAPPYSLAM

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toasty_boy The way i described this album for one of my music class projects was “this album makes you wanna throw a 12 pack of shaken up soda cans across the room and scream.” Favorite track: Suit Yourself Or Shoot Yourself.
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1.
A living nightmare having episodes Resist, resist the urge to claw out your wrists, that's enough We had something but it set sail Afraid to move on in case we somehow prevail, it's enough Call me a saint 'cuz you're an anchor made of blight A dead weight I can't let leave the light, I knew at first sight you'd be my vice I tried to move on, I wanna' stay I wanna' help you but I can't let you get your way Break me down, so we might see eye to eye You know it's been a really long time since I felt we could hold on I might just lose your grip, you're falling nothing short of sinking further in this quicksand And the sweat is starting to pool in our hands from the pressure of every single person around me Telling me to let you go, but I couldn't sit with that guilt And if it doesn't show, I'm not alright
2.
Riot 01:19
Bullet in a gut, and now you're nothing but Another hoodlum fuck with fingerprints on the gun Got a little too familiar with the boys in the blue Been led to living in a life that's full of poison in truths And you flew too high, too close to the sun And your future dies, and your back-up's gone You chase a lie that things will work themselves out, but I've a little less faith in that You can't just sit still and stay quiet You call for riot, call for standing up and fucking up this place I told you time and time again; take it easy I told you time and time again but you just wouldn't listen Now that you're down my throat, and you popped my float, and your voice is catching fire Now that you're overboard, my barrel's choked, I just can't pull the trigger
3.
Your Type 02:28
I had a feeling you were fucked right from the start You had the grin of a dog gone feral Make one wrong move and then you'll fall from the summit to the bottom of the barrel Step back, man, I know you're one to play the game You'll be forgotten but 'til then you'll drag my name I've had to deal with your types all of my life and I'm about to pop just like every other time Are you in it to win it? 'Cuz you've already lost I assure you you might have to turn around, begone I'm not trying to argue but lately it seems you just Turn away your friends for fame, but now you're just their memory I'm so sick of this, sick of you and your crew Your fake smiles, fake hair-do's and your fake tattoos Your charm, your wit, I see through all of it and see the fraud pulling strings, hiding underneath Step back, man, I know you've done this before Feigned chivalry for cheap sex back at her dorm I've seen your types walk in and out of my life and I'm about to explode Just like last time Are you hearing this? 'Cuz this is all about you Don't avert your ears 'cuz you know it to be true You sad excuse for a man with your dick placed firmly in your hand Do you even remember her name? You fucked her just last night ...and when you're splayed out front, you'll be done When your secrets come undone, when your secrets come to light
4.
Where are you when the lights go down? The dark gives way to common ground No basis to fall on, you shephard forward Looking dissheveled, what you running for? The hours are deadly and so is your roar Your jacket hides the body of a manticore And so far I'll pick you up where you are Light your cig in my car You got the breath of the bar I'm weak and you're addiction The distant yells are punctuated by your heels The tires screeching comply with the agony I feel as I left my life behind To ride with a demon in disguise No need to shout, I know my rights Ignorant of the warning signs Fuck it Douse the car in gasoline and burn down the only thing left of me You're the only voice I get when I pick up the phone I curse your name into the dirt when I know I'm alone You're the only voice I get when I pick up the phone I guess you're better than the dial tone
5.
What a fuckin' waste, another shitty day Something's gotta' give here, something's gotta' change I'm sapped dry, knocking like a rusted faucet Wanna' fly, flare up like a kamikaze pilot Pierce the sky like a rocket, man [...] What a waste, what a waste, what a waste I'll die for my art, I'll bust out my heart I made it pretty far but keeping up the act that I'm soaring is hard Another shitty day, something's gotta' give here, something's gotta' change
6.
With all the odds against us, fighting with our backs against the wall The last ones to carry this sound, this place is such a trainwreck since you left Air out your dirty laundry Move on with the tide The skeletons in closets make some noise For boys with complexed, injured minds Let me see your war face Let me hear your bark I'm backed into a corner, and honestly I don't think we can do much fuckin' worse You've said your piece, but know it's nothing more than pissing in the pond There's not a lot to get stoked about You said it all, you set it off I'm not a Ghandi and I don't wanna' interfere But I'd like to see you stick around for another year Just without that sweater and that posture made for breaking spines I don't consider myself much but I'm sick of standing idly by without saying "I wanna' get you the help that you so desperately need" Stop pretending to be what you think you should be
7.
Set men on fire with a look that could kill I bite my tongue 'cuz I know that you will Do my best to parse the unfamiliar echoes emenating from your heavenly tones Forbidden ink upon your arms and cigarette smoke at the bar Let's me know that you're not one to hit your head off the roof Do everything that they won't, par for the course hit the road I'm on the outside looking in and hoping that you could read my [lips] Ohayo, hi and hello, I tripped upon the doorstep when I got home To let you know "Oyasumi" from me to you The rain makes this city into fiction The little words I have are proving all but inefficient And the blood running through my system grew cold when I saw you with him I hope you haven't done this before, my head will leave me stupid and sore "I hope you haven't done this before" just sounds all wrong Ohayo, hi and hello, I tripped upon the doorstep when I got home To read your note "Oyasumi" from you to me Don't you go, 20 more minutes and you're out the door, I know Oyasumi, why the fuck do you have to be 2D? I guess I got too deep, you'll never be
8.
I'm no one-man army, multi-purpose fixing tool To call when things go off the map, I'll go off the record just to spite you Now lay your feelings on the shelf, now suit yourself or shoot yourself Now break your back from caving in to weaker men in higher places Work with the knowing you're disposable Close down the blinds, the window's too colorful I don't fit in to these god-forsaken constructs I know I won't win, I know I won't be okay You don't listen, it's all in one ear and out the other What care you're taking in breaking down what makes us human Just need a second to sit back so I can clear my head, try and avoid distress That's not too far from tearing me apart You're testing my patience now Now leave emotion on the shelf, now suit yourself or shoot yourself Now break your back from caving in to weaker men with heavy paychecks
9.
Vagabond 03:59
Whisper sweet nothings into my ear 'cuz nothing's all that goes on inside your head, I fear Over indulge in shameless acts that you know could only make things worse And disappear for days at a time and the few friends left can go kick up dust In your name No doormat fitted with the grooves of your soles to call home Your warped perception of walls is all that you reap Break in your knees from prayer [is someone there?] If we let you back, we break a promise we keep in this household Whisper sweet nothings into my ear 'cuz nothing's all that goes on inside your head, I fear I fear a sobered stranger on our lawn, give us headspace, just stay gone I'm guilty as a thief but broken worse than the carlight, conflicted, feeling wrong
10.
As if I had a choice, I had a choice but I tried to brave it with a grimace Wish I was just a witness And I grew that day, the move I made, I regretted the second I saw your face Mine congealed of broken smiles, dried up and completely fucking fake A full month of grasping at your every pathetic word I bust a lung trying to move the conversation forward Bury the hatchet at the base of your fucking skull How did we last for so long? Save to suffer some more A floaty heart lingering around in hopes of hitting up your friends Should come as no surprise that it'd rather spend it's time spitting vibes with them Our blatant lack of cohesion never seemed to get to your head 'Til I was sitting at the other end of the theater, counting down the minutes for the movie to end We gave it the old college try, the whole time, I was ready to die I start to question his intention for setting us up this way Did I fail to mention the apprehension that could have stopped me on that day ..Okay, maybe that's too far but I see little worth in A full month of grasping at your every pathetic word I bust a lung trying to move the conversation forward Was probably better off sticking to my own little world How did we last for so long? Save to suffer some more
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I got skin like statues in the courtyard, from stone my sculpt was made Doesn't matter what you see in me 'cuz what you see will surely fade In due time, we send wills, in due time, we get killed Treading circles and dead end lines, the tunnels leave me blind Can you hear my voice? Lead me off, the clouds will catch me, catch my fall The water won't have better luck My tie is on too tight, my feet don't feel the ground and now I become the night Such comfort in dreams, an abstract view of reality A hopeless grip on gravity will have you floating in your sleep Eyes shut make amends, eyes shut kink out dents Your ailments heal with rest and mine don't even reach the bed Wake up, you just have to wake up
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released August 6, 2017

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HAPPYSLAM Ireland

pop punk / easycore / electronic pop

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