1. |
inconsistent
00:18
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2. |
in time / it's alright
03:51
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[Verse]
I’ve been here too long
Writing words, I keep getting them wrong, yeah yeah
I’m wasting my time
Writing line after line that don’t rhyme
[Pre-Chorus]
And the walls start coming they can’t be kept inside anymore
Anymore
And it’s time to start running I can’t pretend to fight anymore
Anymore
[Verse 2]
I been running for too long
Writing words keep getting them wrong
I don’t pick up the phone, don’t call
Need you to know that all
That’s in my head is more than I can take
Break me open and you’ll only find rust (rust)
Locked inside old trunks, gold dust (yeah, trunks)
My cold oxidized old heart
Just stuck in the past (stuck in the past, stuck in the past)
Stuck in the past, yeah
Just stuck in the past
Stone cold heart from the start
Never reached up, took too long to give up
Just re-dub my parts with a better me
Better means not slipping from my other memory
Enemy, me
Left hand on the Hennessey
Never sleep, mind more venom than a remedy
Telling me lines darker than you’ll ever see
If you got plans, you should (yeah, yeah)
Plan ‘em fore i have to leave
[Pre-Chorus]
And the walls start coming I can’t be kept inside anymore Anymore
And it’s time to start running I can’t pretend to fight anymore
Anymore
[Hook]
I think I’ll never get over
I think I’ll never be fine
I think I’ll never get sober
In time, time
I think I’ll never get over
I think I’ll never be fine
I think I’ll never get sober
In time, time
[Bridge]
It’s alright
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright
It's alright
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright
It's alright
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright
It's alright
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright
It's alright
[Outro]
I think I’m gonna get over
I think I’m gonna be fine
I think I’m gonna get over
In time
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3. |
unforgettable love
02:59
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You gave me an unforgettable love
You raised my hands, showed me what was enough
You gave me an unforgettable love
Unforgettable love
Now I know that you love me, never knew else
I know that you’re worried, never blue health wise
I know you’re going thru a lot, but
I hope you keep your head above thoughts of
Storms that are coming in
All that’s been running in my head, everyday
Since we moved out, this cloud
Hanging overhead, and it’s gray, too late my
Stomach’s on the way out of my mouth
I know that it’s hard, always being this apart
With my sis starting work and I’m busy making art
I said I’d make time for you but
I blinked and a month or two passed
And the next thing I know
My sis is on the phone
Telling me it’s time to come back home
She said you don’t remember
You gave me an unforgettable love
You raised my hands, showed me what was enough
You gave me an unforgettable love
Unforgettable love
Now I know that you know me, that you lonely
That you don’t see all the roads that could be, but
You never told me that you’re slowly
Letting go, getting so caught in the reruns
These months I sleep too late and watch my fate escape through my hands
I put my plans aside
When I heard that night
That your mind wasn’t right
To date I never had a birthday you forgot
That’s why, this the worst way
Made me pray to God
Dear Lord, I don’t wanna put you on the spot
But why my gramma can’t remember a lot
Just like the name of her first-born son
She already ate the first portion of lunch
It feels like a punch but I know I can’t let this get me down
Cause I can’t forget your love
And a part of me still, is waiting for you to go
Somewhere you’ll be better
Than I ever really could make you feel
Make you feel
But a part of me still, will hold on to what I know
Words you’ve long let go of
But I’ve still kept hold of within my soul
In my soul
You gave me an unforgettable love
You raised my hands, showed me what was enough
You gave me an unforgettable love
Unforgettable love
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4. |
i forgot...
01:29
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The location of my first band practice (where?)
That I had to water my cactus on occasion (oh, shit)
Or the name of that really famous harry potter actress (um...)
Or the Asian girl who thought I was a catfish
The white cap I wish I didn’t break
The tight slap that used to make me shake
The right way to cook a steak, the lake
Swimming with the boys
The book that she’d take, but end up skimming
The sound of my mother’s voice, the toys
That I kept around my other bed
The pounding inside my head
The noise of coming home before the sky was red
The choice that I didn’t make
The smell of coffee at my grandfather’s wake
The date, of the last mistake i made
To wait, to brake, to take my time
To read the signs, to lead the blind
To break the rhyme scheme, to dream
Of a better future
To log off my computer, and turn off the screen
Yuh
I forget a lot of things, lot of things, lot of things
I forget a lot of things, lot of things, lot of things
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5. |
terrified
02:19
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Some days, I lay in bed, just terrified to get out
I worry that I am not good enough to sing my songs out loud
And I think about getting verified and gathering some clout
But I don’t think that I will ever be free of this kind of doubt
I know music is all I ever wanted to do for myself
But the boat is out on that river, and the whiskey’s on the shelf
I know I’ll never lose this sliver of my fragile mental health
And I know that my hands still shiver but I hope you cannot tell
I’m writing songs about equations not thinking about the wealth
They say we started from the basement but I live up on the twelfth
They say stop worrying but others you should worry ‘bout yourself
I’ll prolly never lose this sliver of my fragile mental health, what’s up?
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
I write mad verses everyday but still worry ‘bout what I’m saying
I got thousands of hits on Spotify still worry if I am slaying
I sing real highly of myself but in my head I’m only playing
I get scared before posting like I’m facing Manny at the weigh-in, hah
If music is what I’m building this the groundwork that I’m laying
If you sing something I’m feelin’ you can bet I’ll be here swaying
I hope that I will be happy before my hair starts to gray and
I often think about goin’ but I also think ‘bout staying
I am still searching for a way into a world
Where I feel curled around its finger, I don’t linger for long
I just go cruisin’
Yeah it was confusing till I clarified
But some days I’m terrified
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6. |
when i was seven
02:36
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When I was seven, grew up to be eleven in church
To get to heaven, I didn’t think the process would hurt
I asked the reverend, he told me that’s the way that it work
To get to heaven, to get to heaven, yeah
When I was seven, my momma taught me how I could pray, what to say
She told me that as long as you’re kind, you’re okay
But then sometimes the things that go in this world don’t go your way
Don’t lose faith, just keep believing in heaven but I stopped
Didn’t think about God for a while, but my momma
I don’t think she forgot how to smile, but the trauma
Of being cheated on day after day, it got to her
Two months after she left I barely knew her
And my papa, would always say the church or the children
So my mama would stay at home but try to search like a pilgrim
For an answer to all the questions that were stuck on her mind
I didn’t think she’d leave us behind
When I was seven
When I was seven, yeah
When I was seven
When I was seven
When I was seven, grew up to be eleven in church
To get to heaven, I didn’t think the process would hurt
I asked the reverend, he told me that’s the way that it work
To get to heaven, to get to heaven, yeah
When I was seven, a lady called the house on a search
For my dad, she was sad, she asked if he was a flirt
“I’m his girlfriend”, but when I told her I was his son
She dropped the phone but grandma told me she just did it for fun
But when Mom left, he told me he was done with the life
With the strife that it brought him and the wife that it cost him
He went to church, and I thought he was changing forever
And he was, I caught him with a knife and a tremor
When I was seven, I didn’t think that things would be different like today
I didn’t think that she wouldn’t listen to what I had to say
And the price that we pay for transgression
Maybe I will see you in heaven
When I was seven
When I was seven, yeah
When I was seven
When I was seven
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7. |
how come?
02:07
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How come we get along so well
You said you liked my smell
I’m glad I rang your bell now, now
How come we get along so good
You said you knew we would
I didn’t know if we should try out
Something new, before it got too soon
Before we reached the moon
Before I played that tune now now, it goes uh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
I didn’t know if I should call you
The day we left, they say it’s best to not
I didn’t know if I should warn you
that I’m undressed inside my chest, it’s a lot
I’m always thinking about
I’m always singing aloud, yeah yeah yeah
I really like to stress out, I really like to stress out
How come we get along so well
You said you liked my smell
I’m glad I rang that bell nah nah
How come we get along so good
You said you knew we would
I didn’t know if we should try out something
New, ooh
New, ooh
New, ooh
New, ooh
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8. |
lullaby
03:30
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Three, four
Lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, nah nah
Lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, nah nah
Lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, nah nah
Lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lulla bye-bye, yuh
Now I ain’t never had a dream
Woke up as king, no diamond ring to kiss, nah
No it ain’t ever as it seem
Broke down to bring your spring back to this earth, nah nah nah
And I could use a drink, i think
But it’ll take too long, and make two wrongs right, yuh
Short sight, can’t see nothing bright
Only write songs when that feeling come at night, huh? (Yeah)
I been chasing perfection direction like catching traction when the election’s upcoming
Only running campaigns, by saints, with brains
Never leave food on the table remains
Unspoken like token Asians we brave
But I find myself grave, writing broken lines
Rewind the time, t-minus five ‘til I arrive at nothing
I got
Fuckin’ nothing
Yeah
So I been looking for a something that’ll wash away, wash away, these sights
And I been searching for a something that’ll help me sleep, help me sleep, at night
And I been tryna lose the feeling that I gotta stay, gotta stay, inside
I been looking, I been looking, I been looking for a – yeah
Lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, nah nah
Lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, nah nah
Lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, nah nah
Lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lulla bye-bye, yuh
And don’t remind me of the past behind us
‘Cause u know that shit don’t last, recliners
In my chair pull me down, with thoughts they fill ya
I don’t think the feeling of drowning should be something so familiar
Until ya life flashing on the screen
Inside us only meanings that we’ve be searching for between
Lines, and we find hours just passing in the mean-time
My mind sour and lashing out at me, like
Put your pen down, this will never last
You keep writing syllables, and it’s never fast
It’s criminal to ask, if you’re ever cynical don’t laugh
Maybe you’ll make it if you choose another path, but guess what
Fuck that
I’ve been in this pit too long, to sit up right
I’m always uptight and up nights
Taking on the wrong decisions
Tough fight, but my vision is clear, I’m gone
No tears, lost, for my derision and fear, ‘cause I’m looking for a
Lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, nah nah
Lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, nah nah
Lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, nah nah
Lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lulla bye-bye, yuh
Lullaby, lullaby, yuh
Lullaby, lullaby, yuh
Lullaby, lullaby, yuh
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yams Singapore
yams is a multi-hyphenate producer and singer-songwriter.
Disappointed by the typical templates
for success and normality imposed on him, yams brings that same energy to his songwriting. He doesn't subscribe to any single genre, instead allowing the story of each song to shape its musicality.
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