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Go!
You try your best
only to see me fail
I'll never know what's worse,
but I can't tell you how I really feel
This fucking life,
has got me by the throat,
it won't matter what I do
Never will I make it on my own
Go, go!
Never will I make it on my own
Go, go!
What will it take
not to break you?
Frustration, fear,
its the pain inside you
The pressure drops,
you taste it in your throat
A thousand pounds of pressure weighing
Never will I make it on my own
Go, go!
Never will I make it on my own
Go, go!
Regress until I break
Nothing will keep me sane
Regress until I break
Nothing will keep me sane
How can you live
stuck inside your skull?
Can't talk to anyone,
I'll figure this out on my
How can you live
stuck inside your skull?
Can't talk to anyone,
I'll figure this out on my
Can't talk to anyone
Can't talk to anyone
Can't talk to anyone,
I'll figure this out on my
Can't talk to anyone
Can't talk to anyone
Can't talk to anyone,
I'll figure this out on my own.
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Ignorance is bliss, at least thats what they say
You must be in 7th heaven each & every day
Talkin to yourself cuz no one will listen
I think you better check your brain
I think there's something missing
Talking to you is like talking to the wall
You're thick as a brick, you think you know it all
When I see you coming, I run the other way
You're always around, I just can't get away
You're a disaster just waiting to happen
Taking all the time, but there's never any action
All the lights are on, but nobody's home
Please go away, just leave me alone
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Hey there kid,
come and talk to me
I think you're cute,
don't mind that I'm 23
Come on back to the store
we have new basses in
Come on babe!
Let me take you for a spin
Midwest emo scum
I hate your fucking guts
Go and cry all day
Sell your feet pics on the bus!
I'm sorry honey,
I really am,
but if you come around, can we still jam? (No!)
I'm onto you,
but don't be scared
You have a skill that should be shared
Midwest emo scum
I hate your fucking guts
Go and cry all day
Sell your feet pics on the bus!
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Another day
The sun came out, but this time
I'd like to say please go away
cause I know that it's never gonna be the same
and I've tried
to turn back the hands of time
The seconds tick away
You're gone, I'm not okay
You know that it's
never gonna be the same
It's a shame
that they'll only remember just a name
Pictures fade
and memories decay
You know I know
you're not to blame
And when we meet at the gates of hell
I hope you're buying the shots, fucker
And it's never gonna be the same
I really wish it was yesterday
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There I am, sweatin' tequila
in a beat up Mexican dive
All it's gonna take is one slurring insult
to bring this utter chaos to life
The bar is at attention, biting their tongues
afraid about what's going down
Eyeing everybody, don't wanna hit nobody,
but the losers have to buy the first round
Somebody hit somebody! (x4)
Fight in Mexico, better head for the doors
Sheriff's outta commission doing coke on the floor
Bartender's got his glock, only aiming for heads
So, better keep moving or you'll end up dead
Eyes at attention, shake and shimmy the fists
Nobody ever told me leave would be like this
Pimps, drunks, hookers; company I keep
This little PA boy in those Mexican streets
Eyeing everybody, don't wanna hit nobody,
but the losers have to buy the first round
Hear the cries, harmony of the night
Darkest from within that shallows the white
Drunk off the violence, bloodlust in my eyes
Not leaving tonight until I win or I fry
Numbers starting to thin, bodies lining the floor
Sheriff's dead to rights, don't need his nightstick no more
Beating skulls into dust, spilling bodily wine
Gringo or not, that mamacita is mine!
Eyeing everybody, don't wanna hit nobody,
but the losers have to buy the first round
You losers buy the first fucking round!
Eyeing everybody, don't wanna hit nobody,
but the losers have to buy the first round
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I woke up this morning and I started thinking suicidal thoughts
I wanna die but I’m not quite ready to go
Can’t keep saving face and saying everything’s alright and in my
dying breath, I’d rather tell the truth and it goes a somethin’ like
Wake up every day it feels like something's in the way
And with every conversation is just another word to say
You work your 40 hours just to get your cash to give away
So you can lay your head and wake up to the fucking same thing
I’m pissed that I have regrets, but I guess that’s what I'm gonna get
When I was younger, I thought for sure I’d be a better, bigger man and now I’m dead broke, at the end of my rope
when the sun goes down the only thing that I can do is hope
when you throw away my shit don’t fuckin think of me
Can you take your life and make it everything that it could be?
And I'll tell you my man it ain’t gonna get better than this
You kick and you fight, for the rest of your life
Don’t let nobody tell you that you aren’t right
Cause when it all goes away, it’ll bring us right back too.
Pick up the bait
So you get drunk and have a little fun
And step outside that realm of emptiness you let yourself become
Because you think the negative thoughts are gonna hide away and run
But no matter what it’s never gonna stop (Stop)
That’s when you gotta climb on top of it
and think of all the possibilities your future gives ya gotta,
step back, and fucking relax because your life ain’t moving forward if you’re living in the past so
I don’t give a shit if you don’t think of me
because I’m more than fine just tryin to find where I’m supposed to be and then
I’ll tell ya my man, it ain’t gonna get better than this
You kick and you fight for the rest of your life
Don’t let nobody tell you that you aren’t right
And when it all goes away it’ll bring us right back to this
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Do my best and give my all
Sometimes win, sometimes I fall
Times I win, times I lose
Hate it when I always choose
So wrong, oh so wrong
Black clouds over my head
Open my eyes and I see red
Black clouds over my head today
Black clouds over my head
Open my eyes and I see red
Black clouds won’t go away
Keep on swingin' and I'm missin', too
At least I'm swingin', and not cryin' the blues
I’d rather fail than not try
Give my all 'till the day I die
So wrong, oh so wrong
Black clouds over my head
Open my eyes and I see red
Black clouds over my head today
Black clouds over my head
Open my eyes and I see red
Black clouds won’t go away
Go away!
I see those black clouds overhead
Try to follow me until I’m dead
I close my eyes and laugh inside
Only the weak run and hide
I’m gonna swing to the left, swing to the right
Duck and dive 'till I'm out of sight
No damn clouds gonna hold me back
I’m on the move and I’m on the attack
On the attack!
I’d rather fail than not try
Give my all 'till the day I die
So wrong, oh so wrong
Black clouds over my head
Open my eyes and I see red
Black clouds over my head today
Black clouds over my head
Open my eyes and I see red
Black clouds won’t go away
Go away!
Black clouds over my head
Open my eyes and I see red
Black clouds over my head today
Go away!
Black clouds over my head
Open my eyes and I see red
Black clouds won’t go away
Go away!
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released September 3, 2021