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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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5. |
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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6. |
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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Apology
01:39
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Sunk as far as I could go
Lowest of the low
Nothing nice inside my head
All I saw...
Black and red
Never said sorry...
Never said thanks...
For the time you gave me
A second chance...
Cut me down
From that fucking rope
On the day that I...
Lost all hope
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8. |
Forever True
01:22
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To my past, I’m forever true
To the things that destroyed my youth
Try as I must to ignore the pain
The memories always remain
Now, every time that I close my eyes
I can’t help but realise
The path that I now fucking tread
Is the path that I once hated ...
Never thought I’d become this,
Going through the motions, drinking beers
Became a statistic, another lad
Ever since I lost my dad
Don’t get me wrong I’m not making excuses
I’m still smiling even though I’m losing
I’ve never hidden my scars from you
And I’ve tolerated the years of abuse
As for everything they say I do?
I am what I am, forever true
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9. |
Back In Step
02:07
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Blindly accepting the mediocrity
We’ve been fed by society
Ridicule all that dare
To escape the monotony
Of a life beaten down
Hopes crushed without a sound
They've done it to me
and they're doing it to you
Can you not see the truth?
This can’t be all there is
Succumbing to your peers
All hope will not transcend
This is not the end
The future’s fucked, the future’s bleak
When people are afraid to speak
Go through the motions, accepting fate
To that outlook I can’t relate
Close your eyes, go back to sleep
Count yourself in amongst the sheep
When you wake, you’ll wonder why
You wasted life falling in line
This can’t be all there is
Succumbing to your fears
All hope will not transcend
This is not the end
How many times can I write this song?
I don’t believe and I don’t belong
In this clichéd mentality,
Your way of life seems redundant to me
What happened to staying true?
What happened to being you?
Forgotten what you stand for
Now another faceless bore
Trade your soul to gain some respect
Destined to be another reject
You have no pride
Someone I used to know
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10. |
Newc The Wolrd
02:17
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Why bother trying to fit in?
You can be happy in your own skin
Make amends with yourself
You can fix your mental health
What have you got to lose?
What have you got to prove?
Fuck what your friends say
And live your life your way
All have our problems, all had our fights
And our share of sleepless nights
Dwelling on time wasted
Becoming faceless
What have you got to lose?
What have you got to prove?
Five words in my head
Are we having fun?
Are we having fun?
Are we having fun?
Are we having fun yet?
I’ll stay the same
I’ll be myself
I won’t change for you
I won’t stay for you
Newc the world, here’s to the past
Be grateful that it didn’t last
Newc the world, here’s to today
Tomorrow’s not guaranteed
Newc the world heres to the future
As if we have one
Newc the world
Newc the world
Newc the fucking world
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11. |
Why Bother?
01:49
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It's all been done before
So why even bother?
Preach about the passion
To each other
Boast of the fight
You had last night
So fucking anal
You can't see the light
Cluster of cunts
Spouting rhetoric
Mouth breathers
Spewing shit
Nothing to say
But screaming to be heard
With borrowed riffs
And stolen words
Oh so fucking cool
With the tough guy aesthetic
Scratch the surface
And you're just pathetic
Another bullied kid
Who became the bully
I see through the facade
I know it's the truth
Cuz I did it myself
Just a Failure to admit
Flawed mental health.
Take my advice
Find something to do
Before your ego
Consumes you
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12. |
No One
01:54
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Through the motions for so long
It's hard to see another way
Drifting along, rotting away
Inside my mind
Can't move, can't breathe
Feel so trapped
Fear of the future, shame of the past
Can't let go...
Defective, functional
Defective, functional
(Something must give)
Defective, functional
(I can't forgive)
Defective, functional
(I can't forgive myself)
Promised myself I'd not come back
Well here i am
Alone again
Realised I'm lost without you
Without you i am no one.
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13. |
Just To Get Away
03:01
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Written by Poison Idea
Quit my job, told my boss to stand aside
Grabbed a gun, a fifth of booze, jumped in my ride
I got my girl, she's sixteen and she's really special
I can't slow down, I've got a date with the devil
Two tons of steel, one hundred miles an hour
No looking back, grooving on the power
Responsibility made me quit
I'm sick of this motherfucking goddamn shit
There's a road, beyond it lies, I don't know
I just gotta run, I just gotta go
Two tons of steel, one hundred miles an hour
I, I never sang a love song
And I never owned a car
But I've never met a machine who would drive me this far
I'm not gonna listen to a word you say
I'm leaving in the morning, just to get away
I can't stand myself for just another day
I'm leaving in the morning, just to get away
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14. |
Desperate
01:10
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Desperate women with broken lives
Get fucked by men with forgotten wives
Forced to the street, can't keep up the fight
Dignity lost under street light
Broken home, resentful mother
Faceful of scars from a scornful lover
Desperate times bring desperate measures
What makes you think you're any better?
Let he without sin, cast the first stone.
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