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Drowning In Dirt
02:24
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This blister has been fucked by a poisoned stake
Now my life is at stake
I made a mistake with consequences I don't want to take
The painstaking process of bleeding out this lake
Last year's lessons are outdated now
Take a sedative before renewing your vows
The forgery crafted the double-edged sword you'll cut yourself with
To filter out the polluted waters of blasphemy we need the world's largest sieve
I don't want to fade away
Crescendo into my fate
Clash into conformity
Fitting into my grave
A glove to grip my hand
And pull me into the ground
Drowning in dirt and struggling
But no one hears a sound
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2. |
Bleeding Knuckles
01:46
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Guess it could have been worse but it really fell short
This time mattered more than before
A high school dropout is one thing but college is a "plan"
A judgment of character, pathetic baby baby man
I'm bolder than I was before
Because I got Sertraline oozing out my pores
Say my armor isn't peeling
Say that I'm not really healing
I forgot my meds, now I'm in some kind of bodily distress
Leaving me dizzy and shaky, this time it's not from the sex
I'm bleeding knuckles I'm pissing cats and dogs
Flush my sins away but the toilet's clogged
Chemical burns all over my arms
Wipe the sight from my eyes, putting them at harm
I was never one to think ahead
Or heed the warnings I've read
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3. |
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Grounded in a humble scene
Doubled over, coughing out my spleen
Death elbows me in the ribs
Before my consciousness is stripped away
I vaguely make out a truck speeding down the roadway
Hitting the school zone sign surrounded by pedestrians
Then all I see is gravel
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4. |
Brimstone Damnation
04:19
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I’m not obsessive I’m just dedicated
I’m same I was in high school just medicated
Blister pops, dart to bullet shots
You haven’t seen the best of me, I’ll save that for the cops
CHORUS
Reanimation or defamation
Burned in brimstone damnation
Level-headed extremist in an underground scene
Popping product out like a fucking vending machine
Everything’s replaceable, it’s just in your head
Maggots will infest and eat you when you’re dead
Eyeball pops, pressure drops
You haven’t seen the best of me, I’ll save that for the cops
chorus
Pass me the gasoline
The fuel for a better dream
Or a virtual reality consuming all our time
Stamped into an alteration, forever confined
I’m not obsessive
I’m not obsessive
I’m not obsessive
I’m not obsessive
I’m not obsessive
I’m not obsessive
I’m not obsessive
I’m not obsessive
Pass me the sugar and cream
Full of piss and vinegar, sour and sweet
I need a fucking break from taking a break
All my aspirations are at the bottom of the lake
chorus
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5. |
One Size Fits All
02:45
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I thought there was no bigger lie than “one size fits all”
But that was until I started to understand you
You are the dust at the bottom of the box
Located in the bowels of your basement
CHORUS
People say it’s a waste of my talents not to be in college
But to me being in college was the waste of my talents
Stripped down to a uniform shape for the sake of analysis
Limited in my work, none of it for my agenda
I’m going to reorganize my bookshelf by priority
And I will keep reorganizing because priorities change
And you will not see me outside my apartment again
As I slowly starve to death both of nutrition and reading
chorus
I’m the embodiment of a wishing well
Throw your quarters in me, you’ll be 25 cents poorer
Unless your wish is to have less change
There will be no change in your life
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