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Peter Fesz-Nguyen it's simple, and the lyrics are pretty and it feels like the songs were carefully wrapped and gifted to me by a friend. 'best friend' makes me cry. Favorite track: best friend.
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released February 9, 2015

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growing pains Boston, Massachusetts

17 yr old girl writing songs about growing up and figuring out what it means to be whole

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Track Name: by the sea
treat yourself like a tree
growing tall by the sea
no such thing as an hour
only pale purple flowers

and you take what you need
merely ask and receive
cause it's easy to be
by the shore, by the sea

and your purpose is this
as you unclench your fists
and you take in the sun
and you grow and become

and you make it all green
like a war torn marine
like a pale, eager child
with a radiant smile

and you hold yourself like a little pile of sand
you unfold yourself, till you're part of the sea and the land

and it's easy to be
by the shore by the sea
where you lay down your arms
put your head on your knees

you can stay for a day
until you feel okay
you can take what you need
till you're ready to leave

and you hold yourself like a little pile of sand
you unfold yourself, till you're part of the sea and the land

and you hold yourself like a little pile of sand
you unfold yourself, till you're part of the sea and the land
till you're part of the sea and the land
till you're part of the sea and the land
Track Name: best friend
you're my best friend
and it scares me
i don't want you to see
what's inside me

cause i'm messy
i come unglued
i'm like a project
you never got to

you're my best friend
and that scares me
i'm not good at this
good at caring

you're my best friend
and that scares me
am i too open
with what i'm sharing

and i love you
like a bone broke
it's been 'bout two months
since we last spoke

and i love you
please stay with me
i know i'm a burden
i'm not easy

but you're my best friend
Track Name: a valentine's day song
i kept the box of chocolates
that you gave me
for two months, in my closet
they were no longer tasty
but i kept them anyway
because i couldn't bear to throw you away

i like the caramel ones
cause they remind me of your eyes
i like the raspberry ones
they remind me of your smile
and then i ate them
i ate them really slowly
cause i wanted you to linger
for as long as you possibly could

this isn't a love song
cause we were never in love
this isn't a like song
that fourth graders think up
it's just a sorry
that i couldn't be the person that you wanted me to be

i kept the chocolates
though they had gone off
my mom said that's disgusting
i even kept the box
as a reminder
that you liked me just enough
to send me chocolates
it almost felt like love

and i hope
that you're having a good time
i hope you're ok
i hope that you're alright
maybe you'll call me
in the middle of the night
but if you don't, that's ok
i'm getting on just fine

i'm fine
Track Name: late nights
i've been fighting it for nearly 4 hours
and i don't think i can do this anymore

walk past your bedroom where you're sleeping soundly
and i don't want to wake you with my treading on the floor

and i walk slow
into the kitchen
and i don't know
what i'm doing anymore

it's 4 am
too early to make breakfast
so i drink a glass of milk before i crawl back into bed

and it's times like this i wish i was a cloud or tree or fish
cause my world would be so simple as i grow and breathe and die

without a care about things like friends of jobs or school or being thin
or who i'll be in 7 years or should i text again

and i know
i'll feel better in the morning
but for now
it feels like i am drowning
Track Name: monday
first time up and coming
jumpstart my bike i'm leaving home
leave behind these empty ceilings
i am off and on my own

past the school i pick up maisie
we are flying through the streets
on our way we collect daisies
growing through the cracked concrete

i am heading where my heart is
to a place i've never seen
with a broken leather suitcase
and a half-decided dream

two miles in we pass the marker
we're not coming back around
leave behind this lonesome city
leave behind this washed up town

take my hand as a reminder
that this feeling's even real
look my way before you smile
"let's get the hell out of here"

i am heading where my heart is
to a place i've never seen
with a broken leather suitcase
and a half-decided dream