Universities EP

by Katy & the Null Sets

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Jeff Decker this EP is lit. absolute 10/10 experience. fire. Favorite track: Cryptic Mystic.
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released September 26, 2015

written by Katy Ohsiek
recorded by Sam GO
mastered by Devon Hubert

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originally from Monterey // currently in Salem OR // math undergrad // amateur zookeeper // sand enthusiast

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Track Name: Universities
What are we doing here?
We’ll pay our whole lives
For a handshake and congratulations

What are we doing here?
Subjecting ourselves
I feel less free than I did the summer before
“Maybe your freedom doesn’t lie in your surroundings"

You throw me a curveball
You say “life’s an accident
All we can do is try to be good friends”

I could get used to this
You say I won’t default
I don’t want automatic friends an automatic life

I feel like I’m living by default
Learning the rules of art
I feel like I’m living by default
Learning the rules of

These universities
All gears in a machine
Though they talk it up as higher learning
There is even ugliness behind the beautifully trimmed lawns

So what are we doing here
We’re waiting half our lives
For a black robe and a piece of paper
Last night my parents begged me to stay out every friday night

I feel like I’m living by default
Learning the rules of art
I feel like I’m living by default
Learning the rules of art

I know you’ll always beg me to party on the weekends
But you love your Friday nights I guess

You left me on the weekends
So I’ll party on the weekends
Track Name: Number
Number the hours we spent together
It takes two tries
To tell you a coveted observation
You don't seem to mind quite like I do
I guess it's boring

How tamely can you dream
I’d win that round
How dare I be painfully realistic
But I fret for unrequited feelings

Oh I don’t know-
Your beautiful boldness
Never gets old
So I’ll stick around

How mildly I seem
to watch you change.
How dare I be caught in our old meanings?
You know I write and despise

because I know
your beautiful boldness.
Will it get old?
Well I’ll stick around
if you say so.
Your beautiful boldness,
will it get old?
Will it get old?
Track Name: Cryptic Mystic
There was always blood beneath my skin
But you doubted it
and I tried to transcend time
But you got high instead

Don’t try to say you’re mine
Just please remember now
When you get high each friday night
I still lose faith somehow

blood beneath our skin
i lost you in the amazon
what happened to our hologram
but you were bound to sin
when you left me for the amazon
i lived in our sweet hologram

clinging to a skinny love
clinging to a wretched dove

i lived in a pixelated haze
and i doubted it
watching you get drunk for days
i stood by instead

Don’t leave me with my demons
While yours run away
From your cryptic mystic dreams
out in the woods somewhere

blood beneath our skin
i lost you in the amazon
what happened to our hologram
but you were bound to sin
when you left me for the amazon
i lived in our sweet hologram

i lived in our sweet hologram with you

clinging to a skinny love
clinging to a wretched dove

I made a list for you, for you to find
when you fall far behind
Track Name: Do You Want Applause?
Don’t you take me home again
Maybe nothing’s new
Play me your new song again
I break in front of you

You do more in two days
Than I’ve done in my life
You do more in two days
Than I’ve done in my life

Look at me and just pretend
My eyes aren’t shining
You know you’re my favorite friend
I say sorry

You do more in two days
That I’ve done in my life
You do more in two days
Than I’ve done in my life

But you still take me home again
While I think about the end
Sorry for being sorry again

I try to say I’m jealous again
Choking on old words, offend
Your closest, parting friend

Do you want applause?