I’ll take my time to see you from the other side.
Oh, how your parents would be horrified
To see you peeling in the sunshine.
As I’m getting older, the hate that I shoulder subsides.
I don’t care at all.
Have what you want put to bed, but don’t turn out the lights.
I don’t care at all.
One song, last dance, and see me from the other end.
I bet you’d smile and ask “what’s happening?”
I’d like to see you as an old friend.
Still, all of my old friends turn.
They see but they don’t learn.
As I’m getting older, the hate that I shoulder subsides.
I don’t care at all.
Have what you want put to bed, but don’t turn out the lights.
I don’t care at all.
Maybe I’m just scared that you’re just who I met. And I’ve changed enough to question self instead this time
As I get older, how it pains me to say that I want you.
And I’m small to file and sort you, but it pains me to say that I want you.
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A friend with a reliably fine musical taste posted this album on FB and I wasn't disappointed. Love the guitar sound and the passionate vocals (melodic enough to not pass as screamo or whatever). Punk rock spirit yet with a lot of dynamics (definitely a yes to the Dischord reference) and compact songs that won't leave your head for a long time. Many many
great tunes on here but for the moment USMA and Lay Low have to be my favorites! Great band, very happy to have found them! perpendikel