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Bottom of the Barrel
03:06
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Written with forced hands the outside influence forges forked tongues and false rights
Raise your nose with pride passed up from the back of the line
Scraping the bottom of the barrel
I'm searching for meaning in a complacent world
Sit back and watch it die, but you won't even try
The days are long gone when we needed you there
Your curtain's been pulled back, we don't even care
Do as you say, but don't think as I do
Your welcome is worn when you choose to take
They have one hand in your pocket
The other steers into debt
Payday will motivate, but it won't compensate
Scraping the bottom of the barrel
I'm searching for meaning in a complacent world
Sit back and watch it die, but you won't even try
The days are long gone when we needed you there
Your curtain's been pulled back, we don't even care
Newfound clarity brings me to my knees
I'm searching for meaning in a complacent world
Sit back and watch it die, but you won't even try
The days are long gone when we needed you there
Your curtain's been pulled back, we don't even care
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No Catharsis
03:45
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No stone left unturned, my cards are on the table
Left alone to feel nothing, well I feel nothing
Did i learn from my mistakes, I can’t think of a better risk to take
All emotion has been drained from my eyes, you see the stains
Our talks never went in your favor
If you’d let me go, I’d let you know
I’ve gone through it in my head a million times before
How much I’d love to set our story to a different score
I want to be selfish, I want to be happy
I just can’t be myself anymore
I’ve weighed out the pros and cons and / I know it’s what’s for the best
We’ll both be happier in the end / you know it’s what’s for the best
I’m still not getting better
And I hope you’re getting worse
I could meet you in the middle
It would be my curse
but in the end there’s no catharsis, no feeling of hope
I’m trapped in my own head bitter and all alone
I’ve gone through it in my head a million times before
How much I’d love to set our story to a different score
I want to be selfish, I want to be happy
I just can’t be myself anymore
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Transparent Son
04:10
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No back left without a knife twisted deep
Contempt on the surface for the lies you keep
Relationships taken for granted bleed dry
You can only stop forward progress for so long before it tramples you
I’m still in mourning, can my hopes and dreams really die
In a bitter death I’ve found new life
I’m still in mourning, can my hopes and dreams really die
I think I’ll fall flat on my face one more time
Void of all emotion,
I’ve exhausted my options
Sacrifice one hand to save another
I’m not fucking dead yet
You can only stop forward progress for so long before it tramples you
I’m still in mourning, can my hopes and dreams really die
In a bitter death I’ve found new life
I’m still in mourning, can my hopes and dreams really die
I think I’ll fall flat on my face one more time
This pill is hard to swallow dry
You murdered what I brought to life
Tore out it’s guts and held them high
Spare no expense, there’s blood on your hands
Transparent son, we know all your plans
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