1. |
One More
03:23
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pay no attention to my pain and aggression
cause I'm feeling fucking low, so low
tried to run from all this tension
now my body's going numb, so numb
more, more, more, no more
gimmie more, I want some more
more, more, more, no more
gimmie more, I need more
pay no attention to my pain and aggression
cause I'm feeling fucking low, so low
tried to hide from all this tension
now my body's going numb, so numb
more, more, more, no more
gimmie more, I want some more
more, more, more, no more
gimmie more, now I need some fucking more
where do I go? where do I go?
where do I go from here?
the same old place, fucking nowhere
pay no attention to my pain and aggression
cause I'm feeling fucking low, so low
broke free from all this tension
now my bodys going numb, my mind is going numb
no more, no more, no more, no more
gimmie more, one more
no more, no more, no more, no more
gimmie more,now I need some more
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2. |
Let Loose
01:49
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get down with the rhythm
every beat, and time
get down every word, riff, and rhyme
creativity is an accident
the words spilling out of my mouth, like I took a lyrical laxative
stand up, have a kickass show..
isn't that what were here for?
everyday in this world is a different experience
so do something different, try to experiment
let loose when you're hit with that feeling
sweaty palms, heavy breathing
climb out from that shell you made your hell
come on get up, let all that self doubt melt
don't you know your here for a reason?
so amazing, best start believing
fucking beautiful, thank you for listening
the party is now, because our hearts are still beating
right back to where it all begun
so much to say, while I bite my tongue
right back to where it all began
on that same old corner with our dirty friends
we all wanna start a revolution
to get out of this corporate institution
don't care who will call it treason
when I bite a finger off the hand that feeds us poison
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3. |
Slippin'
01:14
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I'm slippin off, I'm slippin off
I'm fucking slippin off
I'm the rabid fucking dog that all my friends take out to walk
pissing on the world
eating all your shit
licking at my wounds
and biting at my leash
I beat myself over the head
pretending its alright
beat myself over the head
as I drift into the night
the time has come
I'm over, done
sick and tired of everyone
I fuck shit up because I'm always drunk
go to sleep and don't wake up
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4. |
Very Vaguely
02:27
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Even darkness, has it beauties
Pick em up, there something to me
Differently to think seriously,
mixing ego with dignity
now, this is where the war begins
good or evil?
dirty always wins
People getting sucked into bullshit trends,
Keeping it pure gonna do what we fuckin' can
(So keep your head up)
Hold on tight, we'll make it through
(So keep your head up)
Hold on tight, we're gonna make it through
(So keep your head up)
Hold on tight, we're gonna make it through
Stuck in my mind, trying to try,
get up later when its time to go
i got blood shot eyes
abilities fried
Racing thoughts, yet thinking slow
of how, day to day is alright and fine
but i gotta move before i'm out of time
Think straight to get through the day
then come and jam to the shit we play
Time bleeds and wont freeze,
nothing ever stays the same
So plant the seed to all your dreams,
be your own shade, a different breed
Breathe, breathe, breathe with me.
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5. |
Gotta Lotta Rooms
02:27
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wasting away
i'm a a burnt out slave
to a wicked world
and its harmful ways
'was asked to stay
before i went on my way
stuck between nights
haven't been home in days
so afraid of the shadow people
lookin' over my shoulder
hands are growing colder
as they as where i'm going next
its always been up to me
c'mon fuckos lets go for a ride
i keep running to the same old things
now my legs are tired,
feet blistering
a soul hurting while its glowing
latches on to the same old things
which brought it here
all of a sudden
you start runnin'
on with your problems
keep them to yourself, we have enough of our own
talking to full ears
a lonely heart beats out of step,
as its yearning for help
a cocktail of emotions,
bottled, put on the shelf
left to collect dust
pass it along to me cause i could use a drink
gimmie a second to blow my brains out,
or at least fucking think
dont see a shrink for your pills
you just buy them on the street
delusional as usual
i'll fuckin' creep through your window
while you're counting sheep yo'
stay away from me i'm nothing but trouble
we gotta lotta rooms
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