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Dead On The Vine
01:54
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And you know I don't care about anything more than I care for this melody. I used to beg some god that I may find myself and help me find a pretty song to sing.
Because I'd rather die than end up just another rat that feeds on anything he can; bankrupt of all content. I'm broken and full of shit.
You know I can't take this. Headed back down that lonely road. Keep my head down towards the pavement and watch my feet carry me home. Kick up dust up off the concrete and watch me dance with misery and watch that silhouette disappear behind a song that's just for me.
Because I'd rather die than end up just another rat stuck in a never ending race. So, just call the ambulance. I'm broken and full of shit,
I CAN'T REMEMBER ANYTHING. SO JUST DON'T ASK
I'M CALLING ALL THIS OFF CUZ I JUST CAN'T THINK TO MYSELF
I'M BROKEN AND FULL OF SHIT
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Better Never Than Late
02:43
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This world is choking on us, don't care. Clog the pipes and suffocate. I'm choking on your apathy and It tastes like shit to me, don't care. Abandoning intelligence. And you know I won't change a thing. I'll just breathe it in, don't care. Those hollowing carcinogens. You know that my lungs will burn and my mind will decay, don't care. The air is thin and I can't breathe and I can't see a thing, don't care.
I WOKE UP IN HELL
Life is a game full of liars and gentlemen. I take a seat at the bar to rest my heavy heart. I relax my lungs so I can catch my breathe and listen to the songs sung by the devil himself. And I can I get that far away from this mess? Well I don't know so kill me now.
But, I just don't feel like it so don't waste your time.
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Uncommon Sense
03:35
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I was stuck between the devil and the deep blue sea with a thousand eyes watching me. God damn, what a sight to see. Cuz I was lost inside myself and by myself. Another round on me because I can't see anything.
Wasting yet another day.
As I wish some common sense upon the heads of every man, I think about the irony. Its laid on thick and it's choking me. I know I laugh in the face of our uncertain path. The ending is all the same; no more breathe and slow decay.
I was stuck between the devil and the deep blue sea with a thousand eyes watching me. God damn this slow decay.
Wasting yet another day. And I can't stop this for anything.
As I wish some common sense upon the heads of every man, I think about the irony. Its laid on thick and it's choking me. I know I laugh in the face of our uncertain path. The ending is all the same; no more breathe and slow decay.
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