Diary Entry

by Fin Taylor

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released July 12, 2016

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Track Name: Integrity's Daughter

Sandy blue hair
Lipstick and lace
Skin coloured top and a
Short short skirt
You kiss like a smoker
You hug like a rake
It's too late to stop
It already hurts

Never was much of a student
Never was much of a saint
Not gonna be much of a teacher
Integrity's daughter I ain't.

She wears, a gossamer string
Wake up, and forget everything

Trying to show
Trying to help
Fucking it up
Drinking till three
Getting it wrong
As it could go
Writing a song
To feel sorry for me

Never was much in the morning
Never was much on the track
Never was much in the classroom
And I can never go back

She wears, a terrible ring
Wake up, and regret everything
Track Name: Who I Really Am
Sister, sister, should have missed her
Told me something I forgot
I don't remember last December
And I'd rather not

So won't you tell me I'm a worthless piece of fucking shit,
Had a few too many, funny business isn't it
They say that when you're plastered, who you really are comes out
And who I really am deserves to die

Brother, brother, different mother
Took her gladly like his own
Couldn't deal with how I feel when
It's not you alone
Daughter, father, would you rather
Names that fit you more down there
Do I choose flirty or trustworthy
Shave off all my facial hair.

So won't you tell me I'm a worthless piece of fucking shit,
Let him have a couple and he's tighter on the kit.
And she's the one that keeps me on the straight and narrow form
And who I really am deserves to die

I'm awake and breathing
And that's more than i deserve
Saturate my feelings
Through a fender twin reverb
Won't i feel much better
If I open up my skin
Cognitive connections, man,
Just pump the morphine in

So won't you tell me I'm a worthless piece of fucking shit,
Pushing really hard and only wearing out the bit
And if I'm more myself when I'm stone cold on the train
Then who I really am deserves to die
Then who I really am deserves to die.
Track Name: Fuck Me Right Up And Kill Me

Forget fucked up and die
Fuck me right up and kill me
Fuck me right up and kill me,
Grind my body into paste

Get traditional minds
Get traditional methods
Get traditional recipes
No part of me should go to waste

I'm dead on my feet
I'm dead on the outset
I'm writing it all down
And trying to stop

I thought I was good
And a man of compassion
And mature and trustworthy
And it looks like I'm not

Forget fucked up and die
Fuck me right up and kill me
Fuck me right up and kill me
And make sure it hurts

Spend a day on the job
Use whatever you want to
Use whatever you want to
It couldn't be worse.