It seems that my aggression,
has been taken out cuz im fed up
with the world and its lies
nothing good seems to matter
its all the same and its never gonna change
ive heard it all before and ive seen that shit
were not progressing the way we should
so get the fuck up and do something good
No one believes what you say,
Yer thoughts are kept locked away
Alone, quiet, cut up and dead
Passed out from the loss of blood
The potent smell of no god
Lying in his bloody bed
Its hard to breath cant even see
A bored victim, life failed me
we keep falling back and losing our place
nothing reproductive is designed to kill
im contemplating death for all the reasons
im sure im fine but that god makes me crazy
it hurts to speak and it hurts to breath
a well made noose wouldn’t keep me suffering
all this shit im fuckin sick of it all.
I never talked, you never heard
Invisible, I feel absurd
I hate the times, I hate the day
Make these thought fuckin go away
Im lying here in my own blood
Feel the pain of no love
It was in his head this whole time
Fuckin tickin like a bomb
supported by 40 fans who also own “Carbombs Are Cool”
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
supported by 29 fans who also own “Carbombs Are Cool”
As much as I like the current line up, I do miss the dynamic that Marissa's voice added to the band. Plus, she's one of the better washboard players out there. Terry Aston
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