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Abattoir
02:13
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I've filled my mind with lead balloons
lost direction, it shows
I'm rich in thoughts without the sense to replace these clothes
I know the value of your time, a piece in your monopoly
offer forgiveness for the price of an apology
I'm reaching the apogee of my apathy
I'm losing sleep with potential
there's no room for me here
Blind eyes
can't decide
convince myself that I'm fine
Bleed them dry reach for all to get your crimson hands on
feed a lie and follow through not what you said but what you fucking planned on
your trust is dirt either way I throw you pretty far
round up the cattle lead them to the fucking abattoir
If I could care I would lift myself out of the ground
screaming underwater just to hear the fucking sound
there's nothing left here the world is turning I'm erased
my only choice is to accept and fall
coup de grace
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2. |
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Tony got popped
like the Turk and the cop
no more heavy breathing
no I wont stop (believing)
Tony's fucking dead, never finished that meal
now he's burning in hell with Richie Aprile
Tony's fucking dead, members only didn't miss
now he's in hell with Ralphie and Chris
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3. |
Blind Panic
00:30
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Uphill fight against the force that built the world that you are mourning
Blind Panic
terrified the sky is falling down on you
History is a lesson not a blueprint
and your type is relegated to its dustbin
retrospection forever has a rose tint
will to regress is just a bitter instinct
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4. |
Fight//Flight
01:09
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can't eat can't sleep
starving fading
can't eat can't sleep
it tastes off like the rotting flesh between my teeth
it's going off I'm starving
it tastes off like the corpse after slaughter
I'm frail and weak
with sunken hollow eyes
nothing can satisfy
stabbing at my guts just to think about it
don't think about it
fight//flight
It's not enough to ignore it all together
and decay without a conscience
I'm part of the floor
it's above me
it's above me
that's not a hill I would've climbed before
that's not a hill I wanna climb anymore
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5. |
Toxic
00:27
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Don't walk up to me with your gossip and your hate
just cause you're fucking drunk and can't get a fucking date
how are we still friends? why the fuck am I still here?
you're a toxic waste of space burning holes into my ear
Delete my number
don't fucking call
put my head through the wall
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6. |
Days To Go
00:58
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Don't talk to me about revision
don't remind me of the due fucking date
days to go it'll only take a minute
I'll put it off for another fucking skate
I'm out of body watching boring television
empty skull but I'm filled with hate
Laptop's charged but my phone is running low now
movie's over and I'm fucking tired
half a page with a title on it somehow
give it up before I lose my mind
smash some beers and play some nintendo
get high and stare out the fucking window
avoid the mirror like a plague I'm a fright
blinds are closed hope I make it through the night
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7. |
Deadbeat
00:25
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Chewed up by complacency
motivation is fleeting
No vision, no master plan
my stunted attention span
I'm a fucking deadbeat
millennial cliche
against the grain
dead beat for life
hate it more and more each day
but I cant be fucked to change
Deadbeat motherfucker.
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8. |
Circadian Time
00:44
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I'm disconnected
I'm out of touch
my phone is ringing but I'm not waking up
I'm never late if I never arrive
the sun is down and I'm not sure when it'll rise
I'm on circadian time
Why can't I ever get away from the free
why do I feel like something's always watching me
Leave it all behind
we're on circadian time
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9. |
Millwall Brick
00:53
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Profit and perpetuate
knee jerk of fear and hate
there's only one use for your shit and that's to beat you to death with it.
Across the land and sea
Blacksmiths to Bermondsey
no more homage to the paper crown
roll and fold we're taking them down
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