Have another it can only help
I see my fears drown at the bottom of
Bottom of a well
Life never turns out the way you plan,
So just go with the cards in your hand
And play the best you can
A deep seed burns inside
The only thing keeping me alive,
Is this pint in my hand.
It takes me away to distant lands
Where I climb back up the rope
I’m not being taken as a constant joke
Your skewed occipital lobe of so long ago
My life comes together while falling apart,
I can’t sleep with the holes in my heart
I try to fill them but just confuse
I try so hard to be self-righteous
But I regret swallowing indecisiveness
From all the outside thoughts
Infused I can’t win and I can’t lose.
I lay and curse the twilight
In hopes I fall asleep tonight
A deep seed burns inside
The only thing keeping me alive
Is this pint in my hand
It takes me away to distant lands
Where I climb back up the rope
I’m not being taken as a constant joke
Your skewed occipital lobe of so long ago
I try but I just can’t find my way
Holding onto hopes for better days
A deep seed burns inside
The only thing keeping me alive
Is this pint in my hand
It takes me away to distant lands
Where I climb back up the rope
I’m not being taken as a constant joke
Your skewed occipital lobe of so long ago.
Bracing post-hardcore meets festival-ready rock on the Tokyo band's sharp new EP, mixed and mastered by Will Yip (Turnstile, Title Fight). Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 8, 2024