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i hope you fall in love

by The Ready Aim Fire!

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1.
I've got a virgin singing of death With her hands on the back of my neck But every girl's name that I have been trying to forget Has gotten caught in my throat like they're all still in my bed And I'm stuck on that scene in the silent film with bad lighting And all the lines I’ve been reciting have made her lips look so inviting But I tried, I tried to turn and leave But she kissed me, yeah she kissed me as if she believed in me I am a bad artist with impeccable taste So all my best works always end up in flames And I love my slow killers but I just can't wait I can deal with the pain, it's the suspense I can't take I keep hearing the call out, but it's a fucking setup The cops are all waiting in vans down the block And I am not a good man, no, I’ve got blood on my hands So sell me out, I’ll understand. When she was holding me tight I told her all of my lies That I had stole all my lines But she had known the whole time Oh baby, I am a bad artist with impeccable taste So all my true loves always end up in flames And I’d quit my slow killers but I’m too afraid I can deal with the pain, it's being alone I can't take I keep falling in love, but it's a fucking setup Cuz I know what's waiting for us down the block I'll have my hands in the air, and I’ll be saying my prayers But someday I... I won't be scared And I won't need pills or bottles And I won't need love at all And I won't need you, and I won't need you, and I won't need you But even poets are just drunks with diaries And actors are liars with better memories And atheists will die humming pop songs out of key And that's how you'll find me Oh that's how you'll find me So please just find me Oh come on, just find me Oh god, just find me
2.
22 Stars 03:36
Oh tonight, let's just untangle wires and sing to each other Of all the messes we've made of every love we've encountered But I can't sing when you're biting my lip Oh and you can't leave with my hands on your hips And oh god we're so turned on, turned on Our hands are where they just don't belong And I can't sing those old love songs When I have had it so wrong all along So now I’m singing come on, come on Cuz baby we just can't go wrong, go wrong Let's fall asleep on the lawn Cuz once you're gone, you might stay gone And we'll have time to count 22 stars Before we just can't help ourselves And the stars will just keep coming So what's it gonna take To change your mind Oh come on, just stay Stay here tonight And your eyes are red from the cigarettes And I am sorry love, I’m such a mess But I am dripping with... yeah I am dripping with... And all that matters here is love and sweat And you and I are soaking wet Yeah I am dripping with... yeah I am dripping with... And the air is dripping with... and the walls are dripping with... The sky is dripping with you I am, I am dripping with... oh god I am dripping with... Oh I am dripping with you So what's it gonna take To change your mind Oh come on, just stay Stay here tonight
3.
I am a deserted street. You can't bear the sight of me. Your car is running, but the engine screams "Don't leave, don't leave, don't leave, don't leave, don't..." Baby, I'm afraid that we are both sketches from a dead artist. I know you hoped so bad that we'd burst with color once we kissed. But somehow I always knew you were too good to be true, So I never believed in you. It was when we slept, you would disappear. If it weren't for the sheets, I'd never know you were here. But I've got photographs to prove You were the ghost that haunted my bed for years. It was when you wept, and my skin froze. You might as well have seen my breath turn to icicles. Cuz I kept my mouth closed when the words should've flowed Like blood from a broken nose. So let's stop lying to ourselves, Every love is a motel. And I will go my whole life With my bags still packed. But I keep lying to myself. It's not love, I know damn well. But I have tried to survive the night by myself. But now that you've washed me off your skin. And you've left the car running. Oh goddamn, you look stunning, So don't leave... don't leave. So let's stop lying to ourselves, Every love is a motel. And I will go my whole life With my bags still packed. But you keep lying to yourself. This was love, you know damn well. But I will try to survive the night.
4.
There was no sky tonight, no borders for heaven or hell They said a gorgeous girl was staring, but I could barely tell So let’s get more drinks and hope they let us in Our bodies will be old computer screens, vacant and never used again But I am not fooling anyone No, I am not fooling anyone With this slow-motion getaway But I have run out of reasons to stay I am staring at the ground, I speak, but nothing comes out I scream, but there is no sound Every night is a plane crash, every battle with God I have lost No, I was born with this pain, and it has not gone away No matter how much I’ve prayed And I have tried to make do, and to hide from the truth But it’s just no use I was blessed with a hole in my belly where nothing will fit Girls with too much lipstick, Jack Daniels, and cigarettes And I thought if I could just fall in love once, maybe it would stick But I quit, I quit, I quit, I quit, I quit
5.
We were late on the road Our off-ramp was closed For some midnight construction The heater was broke And you kept checking your phone Like you had somewhere to go It was all so cinematic The way you flipped your hair as I killed the engine Yeah, it was just like we rehearsed But there was a tearing sound And the world turned so bright Like the Fourth of July Had gotten caught between our eyes And suddenly our tongues were tied And we had both forgotten our lines But I just couldn't let you pass me by So we made our own, yeah, we made our own lines And we kissed like movie stars And we fired the director And we made love on the cutting room floor And our hands were around our necks And for once, we found a pulse You said, "Baby, in the morning We'll both have the blackest eyes From a lifetime of Seeing things that no one ever should." So we kissed like movie stars And we fired the director And we made love on the cutting room floor Yeah, we kissed like movie stars And we burned down every theatre And we made love under the ashes we prayed for

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The first release of The Ready Aim Fire!

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released March 23, 2007

All music and lyrics written and performed by Dave Trautz.
Except drums written by Donavan Foy and Dave Trautz and performed by Donavan Foy.
All songs copyright 2007.
Produced, engineered, mixed, and mastered by Dave Trautz in Walnut, CA.

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Synth-driven indie rock from Walnut, CA.

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