when i had nothing else to lose
and lost hope of everything
i took 684 south towards new york
til my car gave up on me
and there i layed and thought is this the end?
i just totaled love and hope
not planning to die this young
and give up that easily
we'd jam on the porch til 2am
Wake up still strumming and drunk n happy
and buy another 30 some 40's
pretend there are no rules and screaming the lyrics til morning.
it seemed life was too good for a moment To us
But the dream was fading away
cheers for the last time, to friends and good times
lets not wake reality yet.
reminiscing the night, it was funny,
but i remember nothing
numbing my brain, pretending its okay
to leave behind what was best for me.
but i could never gotten to where i am today
without you
im still not sorry for choosing my board first,
i already know im the worst, im still growing up slowly
and making poor choices,
but i wanna thank you all for everything.
because without you i'd let bugs feed on my remains,
i was wrong and destroyed us along
with so many other lovely things.
time to turn off 500 channels
and try living differently for a change.
lets party
it finally got my attention,
off course too long, i was heading towards nothing.
lost all love, no feelings or thoughts,
driving drunk, never wrong, never right.
only thing left was a lost soul
left feeling awful for years i was drowning in alcohol.
never thought itd ever catch up.
but i messed up for too long.
hidden deep below i thought my drive was gone
but its just begun
decades of feeding my paranoia with news
the algorithms only relayed all the stories of doom.
mentally depressing any hope deep and unseen
using just to mask the reality of you leaving.
there must be a reason that you're still here.
a glimpse of hope underneath lay dormant for years.
im ready for change,
the partys begining,
im fucking becoming alive out of fear.
i cant lose what matters most
cuz I cant change alone
now times we spend,
are a lil more sober,
lets jam this song, over and over
til i never want to hear it again.
i wonder what we could play forever,
cuz i don't want this fun to end.
not yet.
not ever, my friend.
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I found Days N' Daze right at the end of a long term relationship falling apart into a toxic mess. This album really helped me get through it. Call in the Coroner in particular was on repeat many days. Thanks for the tunes y'all! Tribar
Rerelease of this pummeling Swedish D-beat/crust LP from 2012, with the hallmarks of the style at its best— heavy riffs and righteous fury. Bandcamp New & Notable May 18, 2021
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Days n daze n dopamine. Literal bottled happiness. I dare you to stay depressed while listening to Rogue Taxidermy or Show me the blueprints. Erra Boing