2020 Project

Loop 1

Caw Caw

Bohemia, Occupied

4 of 13

(Backing vocals by Kristján Alexander Friðrikson)
Samúð var aldrei í boði
Og lausnirnar þeirra virkuðu aldrei
Þolinmæðin á þrotum
Ég bað oft um hjálp
Svarið var alltaf nei

Ég vil aldrei sýkjast af hatrinu þínu
Ég vil ekki vakna einn daginn
Og fatta að allt sem ég man eru mistök

(Ekki tala við mig)
Ég er hræddur við alla, hræddur við þig
(Ekki tala við mig)
Ég hef ekkert að segja
Bara kvarta og kveina
Enginn kenndi mér að halda kjafti svo
Ekki tala við mig

Ég brotna undir minnstu pressu
Öll áform kominn í klessu
Er dagur breytist í viku
Breytist í mánuð, breytist í ár

Nei,
 ég er ekki kominn með allt í lag eftir allan þennan tíma
Hér er engin ást
Hér er enginn friður
Því miður, því miður, því miður, því miður

(Ekki tala við mig)
Ég er hræddur við alla, hræddur við þig
(Ekki tala við mig)
Ég hef ekkert að segja
Bara kvarta og kveina
Enginn kenndi mér að halda kjafti
Núna sit ég og sóa krafti
Í forljótar hugsanir

Þau stráðu salt í sárið
Og sögðu mér að batna
Það sem þau sögðu vera meðal
Var eintóm blásýra

Hér er engin ást
Hér er enginn friður
Því miður, því miður, því miður, því miður
Einn daginn mun ég segja ykkur allt
Sem ég hef haldið inni
En þangað til
Er hurðin læst
Enginn leið inn
Enginn leið út

Blásýra

Theme For A Shapeshifter

6 of 13

Sunny day, break down my door
and drag me into your arms again
Point your light into my eyes
Don‘t listen when I tell you

Just let me sleep
Won‘t you let me sleep all through the day?

Sunny day, I‘m sorry but my
energy seems to have slipped away
I remember when the first sign of summer
could keep me awake for weeks

but now I just sleep
I just wanna sleep and forget everything that

hurts me
Don‘t you think that I see
how much time I‘ve wasted on this?
Cause this could be my last sunny day

The party
will start without me
I dont even care
The voice in my head screaming at me
This could be your last sunny day

Sunny Day (Break Down My Door)

The Party Don't Stop (Just 'Cause You're Trying To Sleep)

Pilot Blind Heavenbound

10 of 13

I don't know what this is about
Try to form the words but they wont come out
I can’t tell
If this normal or if I am
Just at the end of my rope

I stare at the screen
Even though there feels like there’s a wall between
My thoughts and it
It won’t budge the least bit

The clock’s ticking now
Wanna put this all to rest but I don't know how
No urge to act on
It's all gone

So when it all gets stripped away
Turns out I have nothing to say
I’m just so
Tired of this part, and now I’m just 
Racing to meet the deadline

Nothing left but fear
And wishing that I was anywhere else but here
The exit’s in sight
Catch glimpses of the light
Half of me wants it
The other half doesn't really give a shit
And now the night is here
And I’m just so tired of thinking at all

So sick of doing nothing when there's so much to do
Headaches upon headaches
So sick of feeling guilty when I start something new
Headaches upon headaches
No sense of closure when my time runs out
The only thing ever I think about
 Is headaches upon headaches for me

Malpractice

It Crept Through The Forest

12 of 13

Atvinnuleysi. atvinna
Skóli, námskeið ,heimavinna
Allt er ömurlegt nema þú

Útvarpið og sjónvarpið
Samfélagsmiðlar, dagblaðið
Allt er ömurlegt nema þú
Allt er ömurlegt nema þú

Fólk sem heilsast með handabandi
Lögreglan á Vesturlandi
Allt er ömurlegt nema þú

Útlendingastofnun, Kirkjan,
Bónus, Krónan, Hagkaup, Kringlan
Allt er ömurlegt nema þú

Hvert augnablik, hvert hjartaslag
Þessi texti, þetta lag
Allt er ömurlegt nema þú
Allt er ömurlegt nema þú
Allt er ömurlegt nema þú

Allt Er Ömurlegt Nema Þú

13 of 13

Not every death is tragic
Some just leave you drained
They come and go without closure
And linger in your brain

The day you left, dad walked up to me
Tried to get something out of me
But I didn’t have the energy to cry
I just felt empty

It’s been years but I still think about
How I never got to say

Goodbye

The last time we spoke
We met at the shop one day
I was skipping school, making mistakes
Not the last one I would make

You walked up to me and smiled
And pressed money into my hand
Wouldn't hear a word of protest
And I think now I understand

You knew that I’d been stealing
From mom’s wallet everyday
I would trade all the money in the world
Just to be able to say

Goodbye

Coma Song

Image: @finnurkaldi on Instagram
Contact at: stormcabinrecordings@gmail.com

2020 Project

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