1. |
Fuck Him Off
03:46
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<Verse 1>
Tell me what you want me to say
A truth? A Lie? Anything to justify
The route we’re about to embark on
We can’t turn back with the damage we’ve done So how does he still get a pass?
Spending all this time with his thumb up his arse Has he invaded and infected your brain?
The only possible reason that it stays the same
<Verse 2>
Not to mention an emotional wreck
One wrong move and you get it in the neck Tantrums are regularly expected
Where any notions of logic are rejected Doesn’t give you the respect that you deserve Only cares that his ego is preserved
You give so much yet receive so little
To get constantly ignored and belittled
<Chorus>
So we’ll fuck him off
Go behind his back and leave him out in the cold
But do you feel that we’re crossing a line?
Betraying his trust and leaving morals behind
But nights like this are what we crave deep down
Why would you wanna spend tonight with that fucking clown? So is it enough with these things I’ve said?
To fuck him off straight out of your head
<Verse 3>
Think back to the night we met
In a bar full of people I’ll never forget
We caught eyes only for a second
But we both got each other's intentions
He was there chewing off your ear
And the look on your face made your feelings clear So you booted him out of the place
And took my drink to wash out the bad taste
<Chorus>
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2. |
Insufferable
03:22
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<Verse 1>
Back at the start beginning the cycle anew
Where I lose control and poison myself for you
And I wish I could write it off as a one-time lapse
But I’m losing my grip and it would just paper over the cracks
<Chorus>
It must be the tenth time, only this month
Returning to these delusions of love
When each time back chips away at my mind
All to pursue a fantasy I’ll never find
<Verse 2>
It goes the same way when every single time I cave in
All our shit from the past disappears as soon as we begin I’m so far gone that I no longer care
Tomorrow can wait with its familiar despair
I deserve nothing less
For prolonging this mess
<Chorus x2>
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3. |
Cascade
04:37
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<Verse 1>
I’m allergic to sleep
When I think about the cascade
One misstep too many
That killed the bond that we’d made Been pulling out my hair
Retracing my steps
Every detail
Whether simple or complex
It would be easier if you just told me What was wrong
What broke the camel's back
Cos this process is taking too long
<Pre-chorus>
Cascade Cascade
Cascade Cascade
<Verse 2>
I know I was late
And took you to a shit bar
A rocky start I admit
But not a fatal faux par Wore my best threads
Even shaved off the fluff Overdid the aftershave
Was it way too much?
It was cheap shit
But did it matter?
Once the night moved on Into candlelit chatter Conversation came easy
In the dull red glow
Wanky jokes were paying off As el vino did flow
<Pre-chorus>
Cascade Cascade
Cascade Cascade
<Chorus>
I wonder which failure of mine Caused the cascade in your mind?
I wonder which failure of mine Caused the cascade in your mind?
<Verse 3>
The end of the night
Came around too soon
I could’ve spent eternity
In that dimly lit room
A long slow goodbye
And then we went our own ways Think I skipped my way home It’s so fucking cliché
Did I get carried away?
In my naivete
Was it the same for you?
Or are my memories all askew? Cos when I followed up
You didn’t reply
And I’ve been going mental Looking for a reason why
<Chorus>
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4. |
Wasteland
03:50
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<Verse 1>
So excited to be back
In the big shiny city
A place where I can pretend To be tall and pretty
One day I hope
I can call it home
Because I’m totally beguiled When I’m in the nine zones But this is not where I reside I’m from out in the sticks
A place full of the familiar And old bad habits
<Chorus 1>
Wasteland
I know you’re not the place for me
I’ve had my head turned by a beautiful city Wasteland
I know you’re not the place for me
I’ve had my head turned by a beautiful city
<Verse 2>
Deflated when I return
To a far shitter river
A place of dead dreams Shattered into slivers
I left once for years
And came back a new man Ready to take on the world With a master plan
Then weeks turned into months And those months into years Motivation began to rot
And I’m still fucking stuck here
<Chorus 2>
Wasteland
I can’t believe I’m back here again
If I don’t escape soon, I’ll be here till my end Wasteland
I can’t believe I’m back here again
If I don’t escape soon, I’ll be here till my end
<Chorus 3>
Wasteland
I think I’m back where I belong
I’ve been much nicer places but your pull is too strong Wasteland
I think I’m back where I belong
I’ve been much nicer places but your pull is too strong Wasteland
I’m sorry for the things that I’ve said
I’m just a fickle child with delusions in his head Wasteland
I think I’m back where I belong
I’ve been much nicer places but your pull is too strong
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5. |
Corporate Conman
04:09
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<Verse 1>
Are you satisfied with your life?
The choices you’ve made?
A monotonous grind
Repeated every day
For a paltry wage
Do you want something more?
A way out of the shit
A bright future
With every step planned out
And targets to hit?
I can offer you this with benefits you wouldn’t believe Become a company man
A vital cog in the machine
<Chorus 1>
I’m no travelling conman
But I can take you to the promised land
Of corporate bliss and eternal dental plans I’m no travelling conman
But I can take you to the promised land
Of corporate bliss and eternal dental plans
<Verse 2>
We’ll take care of your every need
In your life as a drone
Free from risk and individuality
You’ll never have to moan
And you’ll never be alone
When you become part of our family Just adopt our DNA
And discard the fear of being lonely
It’s the childhood dream
With an added ladder to enlightenment Ground down to the bone
But your life will be rich in fulfilment
<Chorus 1>
<Verse 3>
What more could you want?
What gives you reason to pause?
Just sign on the dotted line and give yourself over to the cause Don’t worry about that clause
It’s just a formality
Skim the T’s and C’s
And I’ll give you the keys
To your dreams
Don’t check our reviews
Trust me they are flawless
Now shake my hand and say hello
To being helpless
<Chorus 2>
I’m the corporate conman
But I can take you to the promised land
Of sixty hour weeks and dependency on a gram You’ll rest when I tell you
Cos that contract binds you
Now piss in a bottle
Because if you leave that desk I’ll end you
I’ll fucking end you
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6. |
On The Lam
04:56
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<Verse 1>
After every risk we took to escape that hell
Man I can’t believe it went so well
It’d be worth all the pain that’s what we told ourselves
Just so we could be left to ourselves
First we cut, bleached hair and changed our eyes
Perfected different accents to complete the disguise
Bought some new ids to match then left the house in flames Then raced to the airport to get on a plane
<Verse 2>
Paying in cash drawn out slowly over time
Hoarded over years to keep us out of mind
Changing routes at random to cover our tracks
We took the long way round the world to keep them off our backs After months on the run across the land and sea
We found a haven to live as we please
Cut off from the world that we both despise
Just you and me left until one of us dies
<Chorus>
I’m ecstatic we went on the lam
Cos that life we left behind was a scam
There was no joy in that sterile world
And now we’re free of its oppressive plan
(x6)
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7. |
Absolute State
04:06
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<Verse 1>
Wake up and something’s wrong
Don’t remember what’s been and what’s gone Memory cuts out from ten O’clock
Think I ended up a laughingstock
Phone’s dead and fucked as well
Don’t wanna know the stories it has to tell
I get flashes but nothing complete
My head is pounding to a malicious beat
<Chorus>
Feeling like an absolute state
I’l never take care of myself
Wasting time I need to open my eyes
Or this lifestyle will be my demise
<Verse 2>
Get up can barely stand
Topple back towards the bed again Seems to happen to me everytime
Feel put together by Frankenstein
Now I’m up but swaying side to side Eyes go black and I think I’ve died Stumble forwards out of the gloom Straight outside clear of all of the fumes
<Chorus>
Feeling like an absolute state
I’ll never take care of myself
Wasting time I need to open my eyes Or this lifestyle will be my demise Feeling like an absolute state
I’ll never take care of myself
Wasting time I need to open my eyes Or this lifestyle will be my demise
I said this lifestyle will be my demise
<Verse 3>
Time to clean up I’m running late Need to cover up last night’s mistakes Neck some pills to numb the pain They do nothing to reduce the shame I can’t keep waking up like this Exhausted, sick and reeking of piss Hoping last night will be the last
And I don’t keep reliving this farce
<Chorus>
Feeling like an absolute state
I’ll never take care of myself
Wasting time I need to open my eyes Or this lifestyle will be my demise Feeling like an absolute state
I’ll never take care of myself
Wasting time I need to open my eyes Or this lifestyle will be my demise
I said this lifestyle will be my demise
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Dread Mother London, UK
Founded in Brighton in 2018, only recently getting their act together, Dread Mother are a 4-piece alternative rock band now
based in SW London.
After years of deafening each other in various enclosed spaces, they are set to release their debut self-titled album, letting loose their unique blend of chunky jams and nasal yelling into the world.
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