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Intro
01:22
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The Pattern Repeats
01:37
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The pattern repeats and it's spiralling 'round
Crushing all hope into the ground
The story's the same, though the faces have changed
Crippling anxiety and misery reign
No hope for an exit, no sign of light
Try as I must, there's nowhere to hide
Self doubt rises as confidence sags
Constantly thinking, I just can't relax
The pattern repeats and it's spiralling down...
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Rhetoric
01:57
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Here it comes again, the old familiar feeling
I drank too much again, now I'm staring at the ceiling
Dwelling on past mistakes, all the shit I've done.
Coming to terms with the joke that I've become.
Can't face the mirror
It makes me fucking sick
A losers guide to self loathing rhetoric
I know my problems and how to solve them
Driven by demons, I can't control them
Jesus never again.
Here it comes again, the awkward Sunday morning
Apologies to make for promises broken
Sinking sense of shame, pitiless fucking pain
Vomit stains my clothes, this weren't the path I chose
Can't face the mirror
It makes me fucking sick
A losers guide to self loathing rhetoric
I know my problems, know how to solve them
Driven by demons, I can't control them
Can't face the mirror
Makes me fucking sick
Losers guide to self loathing rhetoric
Poor my esteem from out the bottle
Who fucking cares if there's no tomorrow?
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Stay Gold
01:03
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There you go again with the same old story
A call to arms, death or glory
Sing of your pride and so called crew
Laughing but the jokes on you
Another six months and you'll move on
Already bored of the same old song
But for now, you'll point your finger
And singalong...
True till death, down forever
Sellout? No fucking never.
Hardcore is not a fad
Given me all I've ever had
True till death, stay gold forever
Sellout? No fucking never.
Hardcore is not a fad, but who cares?
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Failure
01:25
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Paranoia and self loathing
Two best fucking friends
Confusion starts where instinct stops
It never fucking ends
Things fall apart so goddamn quick you cannot catch your breath
Every broken thought
Shadowed by the next
I'll never make amends
Hate myself for what I did and what I put you through
Never for one second did I mean to upset you
Hate myself for what I did and what I put you through
Never for one second did I mean to upset you
Self awareness breeds self disgust
Isolation and a lack of trust
Could be worse, could be dead
Accepting defeat I bow my head
Close my eyes, remember the times
When everything was fucking fine
Hate myself for what I did, for what I put you through
Never for one second did I think this would upset you
Hate myself for what I did and what I put you through
Never for one second did I mean to upset you
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Maybe Baby
01:23
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Drinking to drown regret
Can't remember what I tried to forget
Face the bottle not the mirror
Can I make this any fucking clearer?
Maybe baby I drink too much
Cuz maybe baby I think too much
And maybe baby I've had enough
But baby baby I'm not giving up
Yet.
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