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May I

by Project Tu

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    Thank you for taking a listen to our latest EP, "May I". Our goal is to release a new 5-song EP each month and this is our third one for May! On this EP, we went a more "symphonic" direction and incorporating a lot of new sounds. I like to almost consider it symphonic pop-punk -- if that doesn't sound too pretentious haha. We hope that you enjoy what you hear, and please check back next month for more music!

    -- Ben & Joe
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1.
Is this what I have become? A man who waits on the weekend A man who waits on salvation In forty eight hours To clear my head A son A boy who thought he was god sent But I don't have a savior And I don't have three days To rise from the dead Shrugging on You may stop me and say That everytime I leave You hate me this way In the forest If I can't see the trees You'll have seen the best And it wasn't in me Not enough, it's not Not enough, it's not Is this what I have become? A man who waits on the weekend A man who waits on salvation In forty eight hours To clear my head A son A boy who thought he was god sent But I don't have a savior And I don't have three days To rise from the dead I thought I'd have Had forty-eight more years Before I'd have stopped Before I came here Wish I could've been So out-classed I'd've thought: "Not enough, it's not" Not enough, it's not Not enough, it's not Not enough, it's not Is this what I have become?
2.
02 May I 04:27
My room smells like old beer (Even though I don't drink) You're a blank face and a briefcase (No, you are just my time sink) Why don't I lend you my ear? I will only take a minute to think May I? May I? Capture all my thoughts? I can't keep a closed mind on all the paths I've walked Pack up, last shots I'm tied up so high, with all that I've caught I got in May I May I I walked right past your puke (I might have stopped for it) In such a place of distaste (It's probably best to ignore it) I won't set my mouth on mute But I do not have the time to commit Everyone is an artist now Tweets are poems that will outnumber the stars That could have inspired them Before they all burned out
3.
03 Images 02:46
Images grow in my mind They spill over and fill the lines They're cracks in my skin Smiles carving deep within In dreams I dance with Frankenstein Reality and I resign I finally crawl I always used to stand too tall I never knew that I was falling Falling and breaking down I never knew that I was calling Calling out to monsters in my head I told myself that life was short So now I'm twenty and I'm bored My train's en route To someplace I could live without I never knew that I was falling Falling and breaking down I never knew that I was calling Calling out to monsters in my head Images grow in my mind This is how I spend my time
4.
04 Kool Aid 03:42
I won't drink your kool aid Don't wanna be saved You're pulling me down But you're worth the weight And I will never learn I was hit by a car when I took a wrong turn I was walking down a dead end I know the rhetoric But don't believe in it You can wear your own crown Call me a lightweight I gamble I get screwed I'm on the guillotine but I did it for you I was walking down a dead end Why are we All wearing these stripes? Are we just inmates In a prison we call life? Magic mirror, get things clearer Name your claim to fame, I'm game As you talk about how you're white and pure Glossy black can't scratch the surface Chase the dream, it's the latest rage As the magic news from your head mage I'll work the beat and go true blue But all the while I'm watching you Cuz you tore the apple off the tree And polished it to a glossy scream And as the lemmings pacify Your sleight of hand has caught my eye Your touch was rough, your screen was late Your pad to play, I spilled your kool aid
5.
Mother Jones for all our new poor Take the trash out once a week And cover up the hide we seek Wash the car, and mow the lawn Spare the calf, and kill the fawn Wash the clothes and hang them dry Shut the cage and close your eyes Watch some baseball have some pie Pluck the feathers, chop the thighs (This is my body, this is my blood) Your muscles ready time to feed (You’re life was given up my god) Here’s a bucket for when you bleed Take the kids to sports and dance Here’s the hormones and the corn Put on your Sunday football pants Doomed before the egg was born Bake new cookies in the jar We package limbs and bits and parts Kiss your wife and start the car Do you know who the bodies are (This is my body, this is my blood) Your muscles ready time to feed (You’re life was given up my god) Here’s a bucket for when you bleed

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For me, the "May I" EP was proof that we could adhere to the one EP a month idea that I first proposed to Joe when we started Project Tu. It was also the first EP that felt like a collaborative project, which felt really cool.
--Ben

Joe isn't here because he's traveling on vacation, but he said that a big part of this EP was coming to terms with imperfections and being able to embrace them as new parts of the song.

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released May 30, 2011

Project Tu is Ben and Joe.

In collaboration with Dan, Emma, Lanna, and Trevor.

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