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Liam Murphy Holt

by Sad Cops

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1.
Baby they'll throw me in a loony bin, they wanna see me die So please don't ever hand me over to them everyone but me is losing their minds I tell the truth and i see what is real i tell the truth and i see what is wrong All these people have lost their ability to feel and my life is lasting far too long So ill stop believing that you'll fall for me I'll stop believing that i'm not crazy And you totaled your new white corolla last week Cuz you got way too drunk and you wrapped it around a tree You did it all for me for me yeah you did it all for me When i am gone i want you to sing along and say maybe it was meant to be Maybe it was meant to Maybe it was meant to Maybe it was meant to be When i am gone i want you to sing along and say maybe it was meant to be
2.
Dirty Sheets 03:15
You're a glass half full kind of gal and now you're gallivanting around Pushing your piety on everyone else, paying your souls’ mortgage after the banks all fell You worship those crystals and think that heaven's just a ragged little house Honey let me tell you something about hell, it's not just dirty sheets in a run down motel It's not just dirty sheets in a run down motel It's your final resting place and your holding cell It's burning on your hand from table salt and ice It's the sight of love fleeting from your girlfriend's eyes Stop telling me “It's on the inside” It's not just dirty sheets in a run down motel It's not just dirty sheets in a run down motel It's not just dirty sheets in a run down motel It's your final resting place and your holding cell It's not just dirty sheets in a run down motel It's your final resting place and your holding cell It's burning on your hand from table salt and ice It's the sight of love fleeting from your girlfriend's eyes Your self righteous lover doesn't want you like I do Your great great grandfather doesn't need you like I do You don't want a husband oh but I need a wife Baby you don't care about me but you're my whole life Stop telling me “It’s on the inside”
3.
Cry, You shouldn’t have to try It’s emancipation pain The kind you pray away And it’s eating at me
4.
TV Screen 02:00
I was killed on the TV Screen They started riots just for me A mom and dad lost their son At the end of a sad cop’s gun Self aware suicide Publicized because I’m white Take a breath and pull the pin Go to hell, it’s where I live
5.
Magnetic silence, it’s running out Moving quickly from the couch In and out of love in 24 hours It’s a hell of a thing, it’s a hell of a power To leave it all behind in one split second You hate me and I kind of expect it The windows are green and your eyes are glaring I just can’t believe that you’re getting married To this idea that you don’t need love You’ll get to your thirties and realize that you’re numb Your dad never liked me because I skated his pool But you never liked me I was just your fool If it was up to me everyone would be happy I wish that was true, I wish everyone was happy If it was up to me everyone would be happy I wish that was true, I wish I was happy
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Your mother was 16 when she had her baby boy disguised in Yellow flowers and moms clothes your family frowns upon the young and dumb Recalling bible verses about love, It wasn't love I hesitate to enter your urban bedroom afraid that I'll Find your body hanging from ceiling fan I think I'd die You said you'd hang onto your twenties then you might take your life, I cried Suddenly visions of drunken teenagers violently flooded Back into my skull you were my best friend giving me a lesson On how to tell if your blood is going cold I think it’s freezing Driving to church we were guilty of lust wanting to jump out the Car with our lives sliding on concrete was not foreign to me It's an anniversary that I forgot long ago I'm home
8.
Cigarette smoke, that place we go It's all around me Fountain of love, it’s all dried up You laugh loudly This time next year we won't be here Got up and left me Better than most we still don't know If this is lasting Is this all we got, Is this all we Is this all we got The cancer eats at your body But you're still lovely I hope we die get left behind In waters raging This cry for help this desperate yell My voice is fading Live as you are inside your car Devoid of feeling Is this all we got, Is this all we Is this all we got
9.
It's Summer 03:26
It’s summer and I’m in a van No AC just plastic handheld fans And I miss you, I’m tired of playing shows And I love you, I’m starting to hate the road You said, “Come home”, you know I can’t do that You said, “Come home”, I want to so bad You said, “Come home”, you know I can’t do that You said, “Come home or I’m leaving you”
10.
Summer, - 00:52
11.
Walk outside, the lake overlooks the sad in your eyes Turn your head, there’s nothing I could say to mend The heart that’s broken in your chest Second chance, something you gave to him in advance It’s alright, he’s just no good but you’re worth the fight He made you bleed all through the night I know every scar you have And i know that he’ll want you back Give me a chance and you’ll love me too Come on baby whatcha got to lose One last hug, all the joy and the guilt come like a flood Come on in, it’s only a month til I see you again It’s only a month til i see my friend I know every scar you have And i know that he’ll want you back Give me a chance and you’ll love me too Come on baby whatcha got to lose

about

Liam Murphy Holt was written from the perspective of one of my characters, Liam, who struggles with various delusions.

It was written over the course of two years in my suburban Dallas bedroom.

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released April 19, 2016

Engineered and Produced by Wes Ashworth
Songs written by Grayson Harris
Drums smacked by Austin Cope
Bass slapped by Carlos Shilinsky

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