i'm gonna sleep next to a can of open paint
drink until i permanently cannot feel my face
those brain cells haven't done me any favors lately
find a nice dumb girl and get married
move to some dumb town in some dumb valley
get a job get a good steady job
learn to not be a dick,
maybe act like a human
pop a couple harrys, dicks, and sallys
love them and not just because we're empty
i can feel it
i could be that guy
and it would be so easy
i'm on my way
give me whiskey, snake juice, rum, paint thinner
spin the chamber, pick a fucking winner
i can feel the golden glow
my apathy starting to go
the cynic in me suffocating
christ it's fucking liberating
I'm back to where I started, back to where this all began
When I felt I had the future of the world within my hands
But something's come to take it, something big and something old
That has been around for ages, and it's quietly at home
In deep and darkened shadows where we never dare to peek
And those that pierce that veil will be trapped in hide and seek
Forever being tested, getting close and feeling threatened
For the lack of better words, we are thrown where we are destined
It's an ancient built machine, it is ideas, it is martyrs
It's a relic of the times we had fought for all our brothers
It’s grown for generations and gets bigger every second
The destroyer's on its way, and it is worse than you imagine
In open empty daylight where we think that we can see
We string ourselves along in hopes that money doesn’t speak
Because words like this have places where they’re forced to go and die
God, I hope I live to see the day it’s sent into the sky
And I thought I could change the world
And how it kills me to think I’ve failed
And I thought I could change the world
And how it kills me to think I’ve failed
And I thought I could change the world
And how it kills me to think I’ve failed
And I thought I could change the world
And how it kills me to think I’ve failed
These walls are crumbling in
These lights are dimming down
These words don't mean a thing
to me...
My life is fading in and out of view
My life is fading in and out of view
These ghosts won't let me sleep tonight
This time I'm lost between the lines
These fears all seem to be crippling me
They won't stop until I lay down
for good
My life is fading in and out of view
My life is disappearing from my view
And the scenery
Is hypnotizing me
I grow afraid
From whom
I was before
My life is fading in and out of view
My life is slowly fading out of view
about
This Compilation was created to share some artists that we love to work with on one of the most underrated holidays of the year! We thank all the bands for working with us! Love You Guys!
The Boston indie rockers return, with their characteristic mix of poignant lyrics and melodies that can turn from delicate to anthemic. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 12, 2019
An almost anti-blues/anti-rock style that masters classic sounds while mocking the industry’s perceived seriousness. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 27, 2018
Noise pop at its finest from this rambunctious Melbourne group that thrives on louder-than-loud guitars and belted-out vocals. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 4, 2024
Fueled by serrated riffs, raspy vocals, and rubbery basslines, the Aussie punks' latest pushes garage rock to rowdy extremes. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 15, 2024