We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

Make Me

by Jobin

/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more. Paying supporters also get unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app.
    Purchasable with gift card

      name your price

     

1.
Narrative 01:24
Trying to form a narrative To order the lives in which we live Trying to form a narrative But there's no narrative So what do we do with it? How do we tell it? If there's no narrative Then how should we do this? Start at the beginning, go to the end, and stop
2.
Everyone's a lot more ordinary than they think they are No one's as strong or as weak as they think they are We all just ended up here May as well make the most of it I could love New York City But I love Ypsilanti too I could be someone else But someone else ain't got you I wanna be the man that I think you think I am I wanna be the man that I think I think I can be But I'm not as strong as I think But I'm also not as weak
3.
Taking a shower in a cold Brooklyn apartment Window down, January air blowing past my beer After wandering around by myself all morning Drunk and aimless, amazed by the crazy world we get to live in Where I can get my beard felt up by inebriated lesbians Sing karaoke loudly, my arm around some old man Blow all of my money and forget myself for just a little bit Share heartfelt words with a stranger who's waiting in line with me to piss He's from Pennsylvania but his brother's here in Brooklyn He always says he's gonna move here for good but he's got forces pulling back at him And maybe he's getting a little bit too old for dreams and chasing after them And you know what? Maybe I am too But seriously, what kind of two story McDonald's has a single fucking bathroom? I hope I'm never too old to remember the way I feel right now Nothing's forever but a moment can last it Nothing's forever but a moment can last
4.
I was made for more primitive times Can't keep up with friends, I need a tribe Some people to stay with me until I die Won't you stay with me until I die? I gotta know you'll be around When we look out over our kingdom This garbage island in a growing ocean The trash we turned into treasure And the things that we did together When we look out over our lives And try to force it all into a story We start to wonder what we're supposed to be doing We start to wonder what we're supposed to be doing Well I've been thinking And I think that that one's easy
5.
Let's be honest, all I wanna do with my whole life Is hang out with my friends, make music, stay up late at night Get fucked as much as possible and fuck as much as we can The whole world's a shitshow, freestyle or learn the dance I don't believe anything matters And I believe that's fine I don't believe anything matters But I believe I'm drinking tonight I'm saving up until I can pay my way back to the blue and maize For six hundred and eighty days And then I'll get like seven thousand eight hundred blah blah blah more days Of living in blank space, the many years of loan pay- Ments added to the top of the years I've already For a piece of paper that proves I can put up with the ennui A life of hoop jumping, obeying orders, and debt slavery For a shiny fucking degree Oh, lucky me! I don't believe anything matters And I believe that's fine I don't believe anything matters Except for you and me, and our families Our friends and the songs we sing The love we share and the vibes we bring And also maybe pizza Watching Bill O'Reilly I realized some things about me I'm nothing like Bill O'Reilly And he's nothing like me Watching Bill O'Reilly I realized some things about Bill O'Reilly He takes this whole existing thing Way more seriously than I could ever imagine Is this how life is to the masses? Some kind of war to be cultural champions? Trying to tell everyone what to do? Or pretending people have some sort of meaning A purpose toward which we're supposed to be working You've gotta be fucking joking We're just dancing until they turn off all the lights Nothing matters and that's fine
6.
(Lyrics by Kate Nash) How could you let her touch you in a place you didn't want touched? How could you let her get so close to you that she could kiss your neck? And kiss it gently, and kiss it gently And kiss is gently How could you take her number from her when you met her in that bar? How could you offer her a drink and then the front seat of your car? And kiss her gently, and kiss her gently And kiss her hard How could you lie to me? Lie to my face How come your best friend's ex-girlfriend's mom and sister's mate knew before I did? How could you string me on for so long, for just over eleven months? How could I be so stupid and so blind? You'd think I'd have a hunch About this anyway, about this whole thing About this girl I thought that it was just a phase, you were so distant and so cold I thought that it was just your rage, and the fear of getting old You were different, you acted different You were impatient How could you lie to me? Lie to my face How come your best friend's ex-girlfriend's mom and sister's mate knew before I did? So when you run into the eye of the storm Take it around the back, you better hit the floor because screaming "No, I can't take it, I can't take it, I can't take it anymore" Until your eyes and your mouth is sore Doesn't help anyone, doesn't do any good But you'd do something else if you only could And I wish I could grow up, I wish I could be well-behaved But every time I look you in the eye I send you to the grave And that pretty pretty girl With her nice, big lips With your eyes on her chest And your hands on her hips This itch, this burn, this pain, this draining Feeling turns out needs a cream to Help it go away so thanks for Leaving me the gift you gave and No, I can't take it, I can't take it, I can't take it anymore I can't take it, I can't take it, I can't take it anymore
7.
I drive by the cemetar-y twice a day I don't have to, I'm just holding out hope for them to take my breath away It don't seem that strange After all there's a garbage island And it floats around the ocean And there's gotta be somebody Living on top of it And maybe they live something like the way that we wish we did Peacefully, happily, gratefully, optimistic Responsibility free from the follies of this fucking planet Let's be honest, if you had the chance you'd probably take it To say, "Thanks for the offer, but I refuse Come back when you've got something I can use" So do you think there's an honest way out of the world that doesn't want us but doesn't want us to leave? They just want my body, my blood, sweat, tears, and money We're all fucked And if I'm going out, I'm going out due to luck Or fate, or faith, or something Something I don't believe in
8.
When I die I want all of my remaining friends To carry me up a mountain And then they can say some words if they want Or they can not, I won't care But then I want them to leave I want them to party like it's last year's Halloween While the eagles eat me When I die I want all of my remaining friends To carry me up a mountain I guess I better start working out or stop losing friends But I want them to leave me there and leave I want them to party hardy like it's two years ago New Year's Eve While the eagles eat me Oh how easy it is to be And then return to being part of the thing that made you be
9.
Free Verse 01:39
Start at the beginning Figure out the theme, the pacing The setting, the faces, the story Then settle on a rhyme scheme Start freestyling your way to the end But we're at the end every second And I'm obsessed with making it poetic And you're so good at that, so let's shake on it I'll be your tribesman if you're my tribesman

credits

released October 4, 2014

Jobin is Jordan Berry.

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Jobin Ypsilanti, Michigan

contact / help

Contact Jobin

Streaming and
Download help

Report this album or account

If you like Jobin, you may also like: