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Been tearing all these bricks to my head and I felt no pain
Because my life is already painful, it made me used to it
Forever wishing this pathetic life to end
And wake up in relief knowing all the shit I've been through was just a dream
But I just torn my skull, made one hell of a hole
It was all real and not a dream
Look at my phone screen
It says february 14th
I think of you
I think about something romantic
About to go to candy shop
But I just realize that im way too fucking broke
Because I spent all of my money
On cigarettes, punk records, drinks and prostitutes
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Subhuman Trash
01:11
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galer galer galer galer galer
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Sneakers Girl
02:30
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You're singled out
I want you to treat me differently but you were sold
Sing me a song that I wrote for you, while I shred my six string for you
You said that you just gave me space to breathe
The fact that you were building a wall between you and me
You told me that whatever happens, life must go on
You throw everything you don't need
I pick it up, I see the things I don't need to be
I saw the old skool look underneath your flawless feet
You know there's nobody listening
But you still talking and even singing
You're so damn cute yet so quarrelsome
You're in every single of my songs
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Constant Heartache
02:26
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I made you a mixtape of all the sad songs I listen to
When I was missing you
(well I was so fucking miserable)
Are you happy now?
Are you happy to see me fall?
Cause it seems like you're happy to see me unhappy
And after all I'm just tired but you're still happy as always
Your fucking smile tells no sorry
Why did you just left me bent like this
When you can break me instead?
(can you hear me sing or are you fucking deaf?)
No that's not because you love me
(here's top two reasons)
First, you really don't
and the second is, you want to see me suffering
You always wanted to see me suffering
Well then, now you can see me suffering
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You said that you've had enough
But you keep on telling me that I should change
Leaving who I am today and come off as a better person
But who are you to tell me such bullshit?
I don't need your guidance
I don't need your acceptance
I don't need your sympathy
I don't need your fucking approval
Everything's better when you're not around
Things never been this complicated
You did nothing but talked too much
You fucked me up, left me half dead
You could always demotivate me and tell me to give things up
[Jerrod]
But you know you could never stop me
You should known better
You may ask what's the meaning of what I just said
Its purpose, and who I aimed it at
Well it's a kind of fuck you
That I save for people like you
The empty words that you sling
Fucking mean nothing
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