once upon a time, i felt young
i felt love for myself over everyone
now, i'm mopping the mess up
marked all the cups, but
nothing got done
efficiently enough for
my up to date acquired taste for
quantifying time in terms of waste
and deep breaths, the new need
before i even leave my mind
i opened my eyes
i wish they could close on their own
sometimes
i wonder if i'd keep my innocence
given the second chance
at second glance
i don't recommend it
this quest for awareness
this planet is poisoned
it's probably best to ignore it
by best, i mean painless
by painless, i mean less painful
there's always a little discomfort
when everyone you meet is boasting
unashamed to be elite
i noticed the glow of your ego
i noticed you degrade those people
i caught wind of you sacrificing
a friend for attention
so does it make you feel good?
does it make you feel dominant
when you grip hard as you
shake hands and disagree
but make no effort to understand.
supported by 9 fans who also own “Three Long Over Ice”
Been following Somos for many years, feeling that they had an opus in them...well, here it is. Driving pop-punk sensibilities lend an upbeat tone in contrast to the grim lyrical proceedings, and they absolutely pull it off. Evocative music that's been on repeat for me all month long. RIP, Phil PaintedDogs
supported by 9 fans who also own “Three Long Over Ice”
This album is a whole experience, every song is perfect, the lyrics, the instrumentation, the slow quiet parts hit just as much as the loud upbeat parts. I love this album so much. okmadrock