I’d been dreaming, never thinking
that playing this game isn’t winning.
I’ll never see this the same.
Sometimes I swear I’ll never get out of this goddamn town.
I’ll walk along these empty roads until I find a place to call my home.
All these people here think they’re living,
they’re barely breathing, barely existing.
It’s coming back again, the same old feeling.
I don’t want to go, but I guess I’m leaving.
Say goodbye.
I can see the road from here,
and I don’t know exactly where it goes.
All I know is along the way
I’ll find a place to call my home.
Time after time, time and time again,
all I ever seem to find is dead end after dead end.
On and on it goes more pointless than before,
all I ever seem to find is dead end after dead end.
I’d been dreaming, never thinking
that playing this game isn’t winning.
I’ll never see this the same.
Sometimes I swear I’ll never get out of this goddamn town.
I’ll walk along these empty roads until I find a place called home.
Time after time, time and time again,
all I ever seem to find is dead end after dead end.
On and on it goes more pointless than before,
all I ever seem to find is dead end after dead end.
They say a picture’s worth a thousand words,
well all these photographs all across my walls:
They don’t say a word,
they don’t speak at all,
they just go on an on and on.
Come on!
Say goodbye.
I won’t forget the day that I woke up
In a cold sweat in my room.
Peeling away the paint on these walls
Let the iron bars show right through.
When I look into my own reflection
I don’t know who’s in front of me
But I can tell by the look on his face
he’s scared to death of everything.
Someone please, I’m in need of a chaser
‘cause right now clarity tastes so bitter.
Someone please, we’re dealing with a crisis.
Meaning was lost; constant fear lives behind it.
I’d been dreaming, never thinking
that playing this game…
I’ll never see this the same.
Some times I swear I’ll never get out of this goddamn town.
I’ll walk along these empty roads until I find a place to call my home.
Sometimes I swear I’ll never get out of this goddamn town.
supported by 7 fans who also own “The Boy Who Lived”
very impressive for a bands first studio record. great ideas allover the record.
I wish that band all good for the future.
Yours sincerely,
Anton Winkler widerborst
supported by 7 fans who also own “The Boy Who Lived”
Sure, it's easy to say they sound like Steve Albini with some delay, but that really misses the bigger picture: Albini never used delay. They guys are doing some things that Steve never thought to and that's worth a listen. Gbro
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