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{​[​No Coast​]​} The MixTape

by No Coast

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Heir Jordan shaking off suburban kid bored room Skin perforated where the cold war tore through Got gaps in my character that you could put a sword through But if I’m out of bandages I’m gonna need more gloom My pretty little ego’s getting shot up on the daily I’m trying to pull the chord up out that million dollar baby It wasn’t supposed to be this way, why’d I have to turn out Honor school steady suffering from burn out Home school genius freak and I’m just trying to learn how To deal with all the zombies that the other schools churn out Dad used to laugh more to deal with all the tragedy I’m laughin’ all the time now, pessimists are mad at me Now I’m coping through some spoken comedy and word play Could have skipped piano lessons, rapping every Thursday Now I’m gifting people with my presents in the worst way Probably ‘cause I never had a party on my birthday Heir Jordan workin’ off suburban kid debts now ‘Where’d your cynicism go?’ Guess I’m fresh out For now I’m sleepin’ on my rents couch economists aren’t optimists, Thomas probably had less doubt My girl’s feeling left out, shows stay empty I’m trying to feed the meter but it won’t take pennies I’m lacking common sense could y’all donate any? I can’t live under bridges ‘cause those trolls aint friendly Retails a murderer, cold blooded killer A slow trudgin’ drone with a sole crushin’ filter I’m ‘bout ready to sell out, I’m probably goin’ pop soon But sellin’ out aint easy, man, who do I have to talk to? Is there an 800 number I could sell my sole at? It’s gettin’ too depressing but I can’t afford prozac I gotta get a job but then I’d probably have to care That’s probably a flaw but I’m probably not aware Heir Jordan tryin’ to make suburban kid friendships Seems like all these people think I’m evil ‘cause my pen’s sick Richy still forgets my name I’ve known him since we’ve been kids And Amy really hates her life I think she’s trying to end it Andy says he’s coming to my show but then he’s busy He called up Jon and Hilary to smoke until he’s dizzy Maggy stays around until I’m down and then she’s nowhere Haters stuck up in her past, I told her not to go there Ike set his goals high, he’ll be there when he reaches ‘em And Jessie’s daddy probably went and threw him on the streets again Bradley never cleans but he lives inside a vacuum Emily is choking on her fingers in the bathroom Reese walks the side walk, eyes stay blood shot Little Jenny gets her kicks at highway truck stops But who am I? I’m no better than the worst of us I haven’t prayed in a while so God bless suburbia
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released January 3, 2015

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