Boys Weekend

by #boifreindz

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released April 12, 2013

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#boifreindz is,
Andrew Benda, guitar
Jake Carlson, bass
Dillon Geshel, drums
Steven Holmes, guitar & vocals

all songs written & performed by #boifreindz with help from,
Lindsay Groeneveld, bass
Matt Langlais, vocals
Travis Paquin, vocals
August Smith, trombone & spoken word

mastered by Eben Mannes

photo by Amber Voght
lettering by Marie Orttenburger

thanks to Kevin Niemela, Threads, Pioneer Parade, #girlfreindz, HJBA house, #yolo, Photo 1 and everyone who has ever #boosted with us

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Track Name: Be Honest
it's not the cold that's making me shake
it's the stars and the moon and the sun all the feelings you awake

if the best thing that i ever did to you
was pretend to be happy then someone's not telling you the truth


be honest you're not in this for what i think
make promises once there's nothing left to drink


i didn't know anything about love, except what i was told
but maybe someday soon you'll come back when it's not so cold
i didn't think you'd run away, i never heard you cry oh
why oh why oh why oh why oh why didn't you realize
that things never get better, no matter how they seem
the television tells you go be happy while we scream


the first words that i ever said to you
were an admission of feelings that i couldn't see through

the worst thing that ever happened to me
was on the 22nd day of the first month in 1990


be honest you're not in this for what i think
make promises once there's nothing left to drink

it's you and me, it's always been
Track Name: Hair Golden Soaked in the Sunrise
you're just a construct and i'm a construction site
just chisel away at me

the rocks that you collect out of spite
oh, i am finally free

it's taken this long just to figure out how
to not be deceived

i'm shaking how long must we sit out here
i swear we'll freeze


you say you don't remember anything, you say you don't belong here
i maintain that's false

like the winter the snowbanks it won't be long dear
before i melt by your

hair golden soaked in the sunrise, the bottled blue skies
alive, upward we stare at the

stars that we can't count or see
the bed creaks


listen, it's not what it looks like or what it seems
a whisper from your lips could destroy everything
maybe you changed your mind, maybe i didn't see
the worries you kept to yourself so impossibly
Track Name: Dead Fireworks & Downward Spiral
Until now, it's all been a shit-show,
a clusterfuck of bonfires and bad dreams,
just so many chattering teeth
on the mouth of a hometown horizon;
forty car pileup, dead center
on the television of heaven.
Only yesterday were we living under
a borrowed sky,
cigarettes behind the moon,
our fingertips deep
in the frozen soil.
And I don't dream because my hands are cold,
but because they were once warm.
And I don't think it's the first time this city
has let me down, but it's the last time I'll let it.
So Jesus Christ, pass me a beer and
make it heavy because I'm pretty sure
it's all dead fireworks
and downward spiral
from here on out.


Mondays starting with the sight of distruction
We blame the media, and family function
metaphorically my plates keep shiftin
in reality my thoughts keep driftin

All the children think its guranteed
they know that life is like the image on the tv
pushin, tiny machines, dreamin tiny dreams
the world is cold and its flowin through my blue veins

They're closing in and it's the blood they're after
I try to hide but the teeth move faster
so many sights dead set on the target
what have we started its so highly regarded with all the

Stains in my jeans from my occupation
all these bruises from my intoxication
social escape is nestled tightly in my right hand
I know I walked here now I can't stand.

To crave a couch that is not my own
stay in a house that is not my home
learning now, that this is my reality
It's what I need to feed this hunger for variety

Don't think beyond your years
I don't hear beyond my ears
blinders down so that I can see
that when I'm lost the cause is usually sobriety

Breakin rules just to test your fate
to paint a price is just a portrait of a false rate
watch you conjure a reality
fabrication of affection built on top of me

New age detective and I'm creepin on your front page
Slowly filling my emotional shortage on top of
learning now that artificial is reality
"actually" the interjection leaking out of me

I'm on a couch that is not my own
I'm in a house that is not my home
learning now, that this is my reality
It's what I need to feed my hunger for variety

don't think beyond your years
I don't hear beyond my ears
blinders down so that I can see
that when im lost the cause is usually sobriety