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Am I throwing away my future?
Am I doing this right?
Cos I've shaved half my hair off
Now I've got a mohawk
And I'm punx 4 loife
I like anarchy
I like destruction
Especially towards myself
Still listen to Rancid
I'm on the dole
And I've got ill health
I'm heavy mental
I'm at a punx show
Make sure you all shout
CUSTARD CREAMS
The fucking breakfast of kings
I'd like to try and remember
But I can't remember a thing
I think I drank too much
At the all day show
Nice n Sleazy
The price is low
I wanna be the next Ramone
HEY HO LETS GO
I'm heavy mental
Cos I'm at a punx show
Just watch me pogo
I'll make sure you all shout
OI!
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The world's spinning out of our control
Infrastructure starts to fail
Can't keep doing what I'm told
Don't feel safe anymore
You mean, lately
To tell me it's worthless
And you don't believe in anything?
Well I don't feel safe anymore
Looking up I'm reminded it's all fine
Then my eyes return to their
Crooked state of disbelief
I don't feel safe. I just can't keep it in
These days, we pray
For things we've forgotten
The past never looked so sweet
And I don't mind saying
I don't feel safe anymore
It's useless to think
That everybody could possibly
Love one another again
And I don't mind saying
That I don't feel safe anymore
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3. |
I Don't Care
01:54
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Just put away another stress filled day
Now I'm out here smoking alone in the rain
Got a tonne of shit to think about
Like how I don't want to end up here once again
I'm stressed
Trapped inside my head
There's no need to stop and stare
Cos I don't care
I'm not there
Locked in my cell and I've lost the keys
I don't care
And you don't think it's fair
That I keep myself reserved for me
But I don't ask myself too many questions
Cos I know I won't appreciate the answers
When they all point to the same conclusion
I figured out just there
I don't care
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4. |
Brains Working Overtime
02:49
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I'm sick of watching myself fuck up
It hurts to know that I'm here for the long run
Is it all just in my head?
If there's a god then I know he hates me
Cos stupidity just overrides my brain
Leaves me wishing that I was dead
My brain's working overtime
Trying to remind me everything is fine
Life isn't working out
Give me a minute, no need to shout
I don't care I used to do
Care about no one, especially you
What's wrong with me is that I just hate growing up
I've started seeing things in a different light
Everything in front of me stinks of shite
It's how I know I'm cynical
Having kids, moving out and getting a fucking job
Stoned out my box, I'm a fucking slob
My situation is critical
(I'm giving up)
On everything I used to hold so close to me
(I'm giving up)
There's nothing left in this world but hate and apathy
(I'm giving up)
Taking what I need, I'm fucking off into the night
Sitting home all alone again
I don't have no friends
Somebody just let (whoops) me know when this ends
And back to where I've been
Sitting stoned
I don't know what the fuck is going on
Tell myself it's right but I know it's wrong
This is who I want to be
In another time and another place
I fucked it up, there's nothing left to waste
Seems as though I get a kick
Theorising I've made myself sick
From fucking up time and time again
Now I see there is no end
To the torture and misfortune of this life
Just so you know, I'm having a breakdown
But I'm alright
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5. |
Never Be The Same
01:06
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Your life will take a shit on you
All your problems are gonna feel brand new
Something just isn't right
You're sitting there by yourself, having one shitty night
Had enough of feeling fucking blue?
Try n get off your arse and don't refuse
Just start making new plans
And hold hands with all your friends
And though you're a mess, it could end
But it'll make you start to lose your mind
So, meantime why don't you just stay in bed?
Since you're depressed
And there's nothing left for you tonight
These days you just seem confused
All your problems have made a pile around you
You're still not yourself
Maybe 18 wasn't bad cos now you're in hell
You repel, there's no attraction left in yourself
You should probably start to eat the pain
And accept the facts, you'll never be the same
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SPONSOR SPOT!
00:18
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7. |
Jobby Ballad
00:55
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Rotting in a fucking office
Killing time, it never stops
Need a little company
But fuck the customers, give me TV!
I hate everything about my job
Breathing in the stench of pain
The screen electrocutes my brain
And I'm phoning in sick!
Cos I hate everything about my job
JOBBIES!
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As I sit here at my desk
I can feel the grips of death
Though I know I can't escape them
I still try
They've got me working every fucking day
Feels like I never get away
Now I know that I'll be stuck here
Till I die
It's not so bad on a Saturday
But Monday's, they're the worst
I'm cursed
Stuck in this uniform
I can only conform
I'm cursed, it hurts
Doing the same things
Every fucking day
I think I need a holiday
I really need to find a way
Cos everyone just looks the same
Though I know, I can't complain
Cos it's either this
Or the job centre again
So I'll fucking put on my red shirt
Grit my teeth and I'll eat the dirt
But I just can't wait
To be home and stoned again
I'm getting paid to kill myself
That's not even the worst
I'm cursed
Stuck in this uniform
I can only conform
I'm cursed, it hurts
Doing the same things
Every fucking day
I think I need a holiday
I really need to find a way
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Bad Year Glasgow, UK
3 Piece Punk band from Glasgow, Scotland.
EP out in JULY
Bad Year recommends:
To Live and Die in West Central Scotland
by The Kimberly Steaks
These lovely gentlepunks have made wonderful music for years and have shown us all how it's done for just as long. Great guys and great music.
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Confessions of a Justified Cynic
by The Kimberly Steaks
supported by 4 fans who also own “Brains Working Overtime”
Great album, this band is better than Nickleback but not as good as Ace Of Base. Buy all their music and merch, and go see them live. Can we have a vinyl release of Terminal Boredom please!!??
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Chemical Imbalance
by The Kimberly Steaks
supported by 4 fans who also own “Brains Working Overtime”
The Steaks just get tighter and brighter. Just wish it was a full-length instead of an EP!
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Taking cues from Midwestern emo and early ’10 pop punk, this Leeds, UK outfit are full of heart— not to mention hooks.
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Another perfect release from contemporary emo powerhouse Run for Cover records.
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