Sitting face to face with all the wreckage
With no perspective
I just don’t get it
Pulling limb from limb, feeling dissected
I’m on the fence of feeling calm and collected
Another lie keeps running through my brain
“I Can Change”
I just can’t figure out what’s wrong with me
I just don’t want to be a wannabe
Spending all my time self diagnosing
While decomposing
Usefully useless
Circumstances are holding me hostage
I wake up exhausted
At this point I’ve lost it
There’s nothing left to talk about
I’d rather you just block it out
Living with the paranoia
Can't destroy the void
I’m doing alright
supported by 50 fans who also own “Usefully Useless”
The verse "Can't even buy a coffee without exploiting someone" got me. It really hits hard. For the entire length of the album it felt like the end of the world.
But to be perfectly honest, it's just how life is these days. And it's fucked up. szczur
On their first new record in six years, the Virginia garage punkers take on the end of the world with the requisite clang and clamor. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 9, 2024