Well you’re just eighteen with nothing in your pocket
and you don’t have a clue about life or how you wanna live it.
Up in the air like everyone else you know -
chasing girls, crashing cars, getting drunk at all the shows
Although it might be killing you, there ain’t no chance of
slowing down to think it through. Nothing is enough for you.
Fast track ride down the other side of crazy,
details start to fade as your mind gets lazy.
Spinning spinning, never stopping,
drinking til you’re fucking dropping.
Steal it high, sell it low -
that’s the way it fuckin’ goes.
You know we’ve seen it all before;
it doesn’t matter anymore.
We’re gonna die anyway,
that’s why we say
Live like there’s no tomorrow.
When tomorrow comes,
it might not be what you really wanted.
You might be a little older but you ain’t much smarter.
Easy life you chose is only getting harder.
Running out of money and you’re running out of time.
Feeling lots of pressure just to fall in line.
And it only makes sense that you don’t know how to
live a life like that one, doing what they want you to.
Every morning after slightly harder than the last one.
It all ends the same way no matter how your luck runs.
Spinning spinning, never stopping,
drinking til you’re fucking dropping.
Steal it high, sell it low -
that’s the way it fuckin’ goes.
You know we’ve seen it all before;
it doesn’t matter anymore.
We’re gonna die anyway,
that’s why we say
supported by 5 fans who also own “Type Zero Civilization”
I love it. Have to agree with still bummed: this packs an emotional punch but rocks hard. I've played this whole album repeatedly over the last week which is unusual for me. Exhilarating, poignant, intelligent, melodic. Robin Ward
Pitch-perfect math rock from Kaneohe, Hawaii charges forward on raw, ragged emotion. A treat for fans of Polvo and Pardoner. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 27, 2018