Always
The same
Faces
With no names
Same place
Same town
Same thoughts
Same frown
Same shit
No change
Nothing new
Nothing strange
So tired
Of this
Endless
World of shit
Seeping through the edges
The poison takes a hold
Despair and paranoia
Begin to take control
No hope for the future
I'm dwelling in the past
How does melancholy
Always creep up so fast?
Can't pretend it's all OK
Can't do it any more
I try to forget but I
Can't help keeping score
Always I'm the loser
Rejected like a freak
Always thinking too much
Never knowing what I seek
I must break free
From this mentality
Death of all thought
Not what I sought
Monotony
Consuming me
Nothing is left
Forlorn, bereft
Our brothers in doom, Caravan of Whores, sometimes practice upstairs from us in Brighton. On a few occasions we've both stopped (at different times) and wondered what that noise was. Now we know! Sea Bastard
this their most solid release to date, there other records are all insanely brilliant, you should buy them if you enjoy this for sure. keep kicking ass and putting some of the best sludge this decade. Ryan Graham
Weedian presents a 56-track chronicle of Mexico's stoner metal and heavy psych scenes, from ’90s forefathers to contemporary wrecking crews. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 21, 2022