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Forever Twenty Seven
04:24
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Forever Twenty Seven, yeah, you’re joining the club
Got yourself a white lighter and a bottle of bub
A broken heart from giving too much love
And the scars on your arms say you’ve seen enough
What can I say, that wasn’t said before
Like my world’s on fire, now, how bout yours?
A sinking ship, should I grab the oars
Or is it just better jumping overboard?
I don’t blame you, I’m in pain too
But I’d be lying, and I’d be outta my mind, if I said I wasn’t trying to save you
To the best years of your life, I hope they’re still ahead
But I know how it feels, to wish that you were dead
To the best years of your life, I hope they’re still to come
But in the meantime it’s okay for you to feel undone
Forever Twenty Seven, yeah you’re packing it in
You got a bottle of pills, you got a bottle of gin
If you’re living In Utero, you’re living in sin
You wanna reach Nirvana, you gotta look within
You say you’re fading out, you’re going back to black
Because I’ve been to rehab, and I don’t wanna go back
Call it an overdose, or a heart attack
You wanna throw me a line, it better be my last
I don’t blame you, I’m in pain too
But I’d be lying, and I’d be outta my mind, if I said I wasn’t trying to save you
To the best years of your life, I hope they’re still ahead
But I know how it feels, to wish that you were dead
To the best years of your life, I hope they’re still to come
But in the meantime it’s okay for you to feel undone
Cause I’m the Lizard Queen, I’ve been behind the scenes
I’m gonna break on through, like my broken dreams
I’m waiting for my train, been through a lot of change
A complete unknown, and I’m a rolling stone
Nejikomu sa saigo ni
Sashihiki zero sa, sou da yo
Hibi wo kezuru
(At the final moment push hard
That’s right, all the way to zero
Until we wipe away the days)
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We got matching flash, while we were bumping fists
Yeah we were flashing cash, with our matching wrists
Yeah our moms were mad, and our dads were pissed
But we swore this was the reason that we both exist
But now my back’s a mess, and my arm is scarred
I’ve got my ex’s name tattooed over my heart
A permanent solution, to a shaky start
With the words “You and I Will Never Be Apart”
I just can’t help it, man I should’ve known better
Just another reason that I wear this sweater
“You and I will never be apart”
Your daughter’s birthday, on my arm
That leprechaun from Lucky Charms
Shitty Tattoos, but at least it’s art!
We got some matching scars, on our broken hearts
I’ve got a four leaf clover, you’ve got Joan of Arc
My friends all say, you shouldn’t try that hard
But for a Hopeless Romantic, it’s a walk in the park
My back’s a mess, and my legs are covered
In the telephone numbers, of my tattooed lovers
I’ve made poor decisions, like that tattoo of her
What kind of mistakes are hiding under the covers?
“You and I will never be apart”
Your daughter’s birthday, on my arm
That leprechaun from Lucky Charms
“You and I will never be apart”
Such bullshit I knew from the start
Your name tattooed over my heart
I can’t believe I would have died for you
I can’t believe you would have let me
And after all the times I tried for you
Are you still trying to ||FORGET|| me?
“You and I will never be apart”
Your daughter’s birthday, on my arm
That leprechaun from Lucky Charms
“You and I will never be apart”
Such bullshit I knew from the start
Your name tattooed over my heart
Shitty tattoo, but at least it's art
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Sunday Morning Toilet
02:47
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This Sunday morning hangover has really got me busting out the lines again
This Sunday morning toilet is a monumental mess of my mistakes
This afternoon will have me doing backflips in my brain
Another ocean of emotion, or a hurricane of pain
Another lovely night turned lonesome morning
did my heart just get hit by a train?
and I hope that you are well
Another Sunday morning Hell
This Sunday morning hangover has really got me beating on myself again
This Sunday morning toilet is a terrorizing throne for my defeat
And all the snails in my stomach, it’s like the slime is taking time
Another night of bad decisions without a reason or a rhyme
Another can of soup for breakfast, the kind they make for alcoholics
I can drink that shit all day but I can’t eat
and I hope that you are well
Another Sunday Morning Hell
I do it to myself you know it happens every time
My debilitating health condition is one of a kind
I try to keep it in, to shove it down, to pour it up, to shut you out
But here I am on Sunday Morning and I’m bleeding from my mouth
All the things I never said, and all the things I should’ve done
And I swear that I’ve been dead, since the age of twenty one
But this Sunday Morning Toilet is my altar of confession
I only wish that I had left a better last impression
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Awkward Muse
03:59
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Can I paint you? Like one of my French Girls?
I won’t make it weird, I just like the way your hair curls
Can I sing for you? Like a Mockingbird calls for love
Or the way a cat goes “AH AH AH AH” at the birds above?
Can I write for you? Bring a tear to your eye
Cause even shitty poems sometimes make you wanna cry
Can I play for you? A Grand Piano on a Shore
I’m not sure how we’ll get it there, I’d do all of this and more
Baby can you be my muse, I can be your star struck lover
I can bring you awkward happiness, your clumsy angel under cover
Baby can you be my muse, I can be your starving artist
I’ve got so much love I want to give, but I swear the hardest part is my…
Inspiration
Can I draw you? With a pencil or a pen?
I’m not very good at painting, what a strange place to begin
Can I sing for you? When we’re both inside the car?
and if you don’t really like it, we don’t have to go that far
Can I write you love songs? The kind your momma used to sing
The kind they play at weddings, as they’re handing off the rings
Can I play for you? A Grand Piano on a Shore
I’m still not sure how we’ll get it there, but I’d do all of this and more
Baby can you be my muse, I can be your star struck lover
I can bring you awkward happiness, your clumsy angel under cover
Baby can you be my muse, I can be your starving artist
I’ve got so much love I want to give, but I swear the hardest part is my…
Inspiration
Can I paint you? Like one of my French Girls?
I won’t make it weird, I just like the way your hair curls
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We go together, like pineapple on pizza
It’s so obvious, yet it’s still up for debate
We go together, like dinner and a movie
Some would argue that that’s the perfect date
We go together, like Hallmark Cards and Wine
are perfect for every occasion
We go together, like ice cream goes with cryin’
Or maybe we are more like rum and raisins
So now the point I’m trying to make to you is this
No matter what you do, some folks will disagree with it
So pick a favorite flower, pick a movie maybe two
If I could pick a favorite person, I’d pick you
We go together, like a Bonnie goes with Clyde
We’re just a couple rebels on the run
We go together, like rainy days inside
Are always good for a little indoor fun
We go together, like drinking on the beach
They might judge us, but they’re jealous of the fact
We go together, like suicide and bleach
It’s hard to follow, such a perfect act
So now the point I’m trying to make to you is this
No matter what you do, some folks will disagree with it
So pick a favorite flower, pick a movie maybe two
If I could pick a favorite person, I’d pick you
Credit cards and shopping sprees, amphetamines and denim jeans
That Rockstar, Vodka, Energy ooh
Alcohol and cigarettes, cocaine and unprotected sex
There’s nothing better or worse than you and me
So now the point I’m trying to make to you is this
No matter what you do, some folks will disagree with it
So pick a favorite flower, pick a movie maybe two
If I could pick a favorite person, I’d pick you.
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IYKM
04:48
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I wish that I could run away
I wish that I could tell the truth
I wish that I could find a way
I just keep running back to you
I wish that you would hold my hand
I wish that you would hold my heart
I wish that I could understand
Why this is breaking me apart
Sometimes life just doesn’t work that way
I just want to hear you say
Just one life, just one shot
Will we make it will we not
Just one life, just one love
Just one shot, just one life
Would you look me in the eyes
Just one chance, just one night
If you kissed me I would die
I wish that you weren’t on my mind
I wish I didn’t see you, when I close my eyes
I wish that I could say that’s true
I’m sorry I’m in love with you
I know life isn’t easy but it’s true
Oh my life, it is easier with you
All my life, every time I numbed the pain
All those tears, that I cried, now I know they weren’t in vain
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If you just hold on, it'll soon be gone
You can make it through, just hold on to you
When the times get hard, just remember where you started
Cause I know you're strong, even if you're broken hearted
Time rolls on
Friends are gone
But it's just the cost
Of everything you've lost
Brighter days are coming, I swear it's true
Brighter days are coming, nothing you can do
Brighter days are coming, grey skies turn blue
When you're feeling lonely, you should love you for you
If you don't give up, it could be enough
I know it seems untrue, but would I really like to you?
You've got so much left to live, don't forget to forgive
The things you've said and done, are nothing but the world you're coming from
Brighter days are coming, I swear it's true
Brighter days are coming, nothing you can do
Brighter days are coming, grey skies turn blue
When you're feeling lonely, you should love you for you
Love yourself everyone, please
Everyone has fears
I know you're tired, I know it hurts
But the nights are lonely when the days are worse
You're somewhere out there, you want this life
I know it's unfair, hold on tight
Brighter days are coming, I swear it's true
Brighter days are coming, nothing you can do
Brighter days are coming, grey skies turn blue
When you're feeling lonely, you should love you for you
You should love you for you
You should love you for you
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Fall to Pieces
03:32
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Do you live your life in fear
Do you wish that you weren’t here
Do you know that there is no tomorrow
Do you not appreciate
The gift of being late
There’s no more time for you to borrow
I am so lost; misunderstood
There is no way to feel good
There’s nothing here for me but sorrow
You stole my heart, and never gave it back
I tried so hard, but I fell of track
If you ever, if you ever only knew
I fall apart, I fall to pieces over you
Do you believe, in life after love?
Do you concede, there’s never enough
You watch your back, I watch it too
I fall apart, I fall to pieces over you
chorus
I wish you, I wish you cared
I missed you, I missed you and you weren’t there
I miss you, I miss your face
I fall to pieces, I fall to pieces just too late
You stole my heart - - -
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You'll Sleep Better
01:49
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Won’t have you asking questions
No you won’t wonder where I’ll be
Won’t be waiting for my phone call
at a quarter after three
Won’t be crying in your pillows
No more high anxiety
So honey why deny it
You sleep better next to me
Now I’m not a perfect angel
I’ve been known to sip and sin
I’ve dabbled in disaster
Don’t wanna know bout where I’ve been
I’ve seen my share of trouble
Felt I was never gonna win
But baby, why am I crying
While you’re lying next to him
I promise you I mean it
Girl I promise you it’s true
I promise you I mean it
Can’t you feel it, it’s the truth
I promise you I mean it
Oh girl I promise you it’s true
Take my heart and let it bleed
I sleep better next to you
Won’t be crying in your pillows
No more high anxiety
Won’t be waiting for my phone call
at a quarter after three
Won’t have you asking questions
No you won’t wonder where I’ll be
So honey why deny it
You sleep better next to me
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Oh I’m
Wasting away from all this, self isolation
I’m chasing down my days, another bottled medication
The doctor says it’s just a way of dealing with frustration
What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, but this shit ain’t no vacation
Oh I’m
Wasting away from all this, self isolation
Trace another line, before I start self-mutilation
I chase another high, I chase another mind’s elation
They say the end is fucking nigh, I say it’s Californication
But I’m
Hooked on the shit, hooked on the news, a sinking ship, hooked on the views,
He bought some cans, you bought some booze, she bought a gun, I bought a noose
It doesn’t matter, don’t you see? A poster child of vanity
They say the world’s about to end, it never mattered much to me
When the world is ending, will you call me up
Will you say you’re sorry, for leaving, in the middle of our love
When the world is ending, will you tell it to me straight?
Will you say you love me, or will we go our separate ways
Well I’m
Wasting away from all this, self isolation
Chasing dreams of better days, before the age of sanitation
The doctor says it’s just a way, of curving infestation
Trapped in a daze, a mirrored maze, and endless phase of preparation
H is for the haze, a halting screech, to the old ways
Another family lives without, another family kneels and prays
To a God you don’t believe in, for sweet relief that never comes
Another mother’s broken heart, another family left undone
Another day, another buck, another kid without a fuck
Another family locked inside, a rich man lives, while poor men die
It doesn’t matter, don’t you see? A poster child of vanity
They say the world’s about to end, it never mattered much to me
You know I love you, yeah it’s true
You know, I need you, yes I do
You know, I love you to the moon
You know, the world is ending soon
You know, I love you yeah, tonight
You know, our love is worth the fight
You know, I love you to the moon
You know, the world is ending soon
When the world is ending, will you call me up
Will you say you’re sorry, for leaving, in the middle of our love
When the world is ending, will you tell it to me straight?
Will you say you love me, or will we go our separate ways
*WE'RE SORRY*
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Lost as Found Winnipeg, Manitoba
Lost as Found is a Canadian Indie Rock band from Winnipeg, MB.
Danna Pond is a singer-songwriter who
asks what is life, what is love, what's the point?
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Purt Pickles is a TY Beanie Boo with a flute and a Heart of Gold.
Covering subjects such as mental health, addiction and suicide, Danna and Purt hope to shed light on what it is to find meaning in a world so beautiful and yet so broken.
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