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Two Legs Bad

by skittish

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1.
Life don't linger long here, with the wolves I left behind So what, haircut, now I sleep inside The days done licked you sober I'm looking for a weak one The days done licked you good Looking for religion in a glass, even if it doesn't last Forget about domestication Your silly little salivations You're still running with the wolf in your brain Forget about domestication Your libido or your limitations You're still running with the wolf in your brain I just want to mess your hair High heels, bouffant, bleached on top and bottom Three missed meals and she'll be at your throat This romance, it tastes like a slow death Forget about domestication Your silly little salivations You're still running with the wolf in your brain Forget about domestication Your libido or your limitations You're still running with the wolf in your brain I just want to taste your skin We're just passing through, nocturnal and nothing to do Oh what, we do, when the sun's not looking at you Looking for religion in a glass to muffle my own hippocampus My lovely girl we were never meant to be a part of this world Cause I just want to drain you dry
2.
I've rehearsed this scene since I was young But now my lovely words are hiding from my tongue You look at me like a movie And you chew on my name like candy I'm just trying not to fuck it all up I'm just trying not to fuck it all up Its a shot in the dark I can feel it now, its creepin' in But behind my smile I am panicking Perhaps I'll curl up into a ball and wait... I'm just trying not to fuck it all up Want it so bad just don't fuck it up Its a shot in the dark You were as necessary as I was all too optional So I'll wear a mask of confidence And I'll try to think what a normal person might say to this Shaky hands please don't fail me now, take aim And I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying Easy now, easy now, shoot
3.
House Cats 03:32
Say hello to your new arbiter Some fat house cat coughing up some fur Nose against the window I keep watch Lightning from the castle down the block Make up your mind You waste my time Make up your mind You waste my... My fake outrage makes it all about me You're so well-informed and you're so sweet I'd be famous, I'd be happy, I'd be something, if you'd let me That lightning's keeping me awake Grab your pitchforks, light up your torch, grab your pitchforks Make up your mind You waste my time Make up your mind You waste my... Some are looking for success I look for my excuses Latest fashionable leash Latest victim chic Look at me, hissing from my silken sheets I do this for you Make up your mind You waste my time Make up your mind You waste my time Grab your pitchforks, light up your torch
4.
Roots 02:59
Lately I'm loving being someone who cares Little to nothing bout some bygone affair Yeah, I've been wronged but that old song's not going nowhere Light up them fields and get going Pulling, pulling, pulling up the roots Days I've wasted trying to make this bloom You have my eyes, you have my name, take better care of them than me I won't waste another over you Leaves are all rustin' bustin' loose from the trees One more fall passing, one more thing you didn't see Cause its the thought that counts, yes its the thought that counts its just the little lie, I hope you know That its the thought that counts, that horrid thought that counts Its just the little lie you left behind Pulling, pulling, pulling up the roots Days I've wasted trying to make this bloom You have my eyes, you have my name, take better care of them than me I won't waste another over you
5.
Baggage 03:53
So, we're running out of battery So, we're running out of fuel I've got the strength to push this heap uphill So, we're running out of numbers So, our bills are turning red Just take my hand and walk with me instead Cause we all have cages And we all got baggage You lift up on your side, I will do the same And we will share the weight So, our castle needs some cleaning So, our royal table's bare We've got tonight, we've got this town to share So, we're running out of candles So, we're running out of glue Lucky for me I'm stuck on you Cause we all have cages And we all got baggage, so tell me something new I've been swimming for so long, living off the crustaceans I am weary weak and I need to get some sleep. I am weary weak, but one more to take the edge off of me Cause we all have cages And we all got baggage You lift up on your side, I will do the same And we will share the weight
6.
on the soft shore of Superior where i slid you in mr. joker, mediocre, keep your secrets hid cause i belong somewhere else i have known it all my life body bright white, blood of black night love with help you home what brought that cough to your lips? what brought you to a place, that through a whisper and a salty kiss, you told me no one could decide on if you stay or go? i belong somewhere else i have known it all
7.
Come Find Me 04:09
Lost in a familiar way I've been here, I think I'm making a mistake I can feel it in the air, the danger's near The sharks in the water while I'm bleeding from a paper cut Run until your lungs give out Fight until your battle's won I can see it for myself there's no escape The bombs are dropping fast and now I'm face to face with my own fate If I can make it out alive will you just hold me? Wake me up from this nightmare. Hold me. I am making a mistake, I am lost Come find me I am scared I promised never to be back here but I am weak Last time I didn't learn a damn thing I'm attracted to a dark mystery Can you stab with a knife and now I'm fading fast and I can't breath If I can make it out alive will you just hold me? Wake me up from this nightmare. Hold me. I am making a mistake, I am lost Come find me
8.
Today I killed a spider, there wasn't anybody else around Today I killed a spider, who never ever did me any harm Today I killed a spider, it was watching me and freaking me out Long skinny legs, plump little body that burst like a grape Underneath my shoe Today I killed a spider, no second thought, a single swat, I pushed her away Today I killed a spider, and nothing in this world has changed Today I killed a spider, and now I'm feeling guilty Today I killed a spider, no better way, better safe than sorry A man who was made lovingly from clay, then cracked in the kiln And was broke from the day he was born, I'm torn away (Rue the day that we stop looking for the monsters underneath our beds Coming up with something new to fear and then to throw away) Today I killed a spider, and nothing in this whole damn world has changed I will pry for answers, and find your changed up monster I will set him loose, and use it as my excuse There is nothing wrong with you And now there is nothing
9.
You are the best kind of trouble You have the worst kind of fame I said, “Hold on to me now, my love. And we'll just wait out the rain.” Cause lovely words, like lovely dancers, are few and far between And if you go to meet your maker, save a window seat for me Now that the light's ever fading Now the hounds at your heels Book your passage and put all your trust in me As I take the wheel Cause lovely words, like lovely dancers, are few and far between And if you go to meet your maker, they are gonna have to get by me Carry no regrets. Your eyes are treading water but your smile is solid set Carry no regrets at all. God will make you happy but the devil will make you come All at once I can feel the humid air of your breath in my ear Cause lovely words, like lovely dancers, are few and far between And if you go to meet your maker, save a window seat for me

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For the animal in all of us, comes 'Two Legs Bad,' the new album from the Minnesota Folk-Rock band Skittish. Conceptualized from George Orwell's Animal Farm, and flowing in the same vein as eclectic indie rockers like Arcade Fire and Feist, this will be the first of two albums dedicated to this vision. it is peppered with literary references, cradled in catchy melodies, and spiked with equal parts cynicism and hope. It is folk rock...with thorns.

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released September 15, 2015

Songs Copyright and Publishing Jeffrey Noller, Noller Publishing

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