Another tune from the first Sickboy session which is a rare snapshot of the first line-up: Mark Spence, Greg Perry, & Seth Hendershot. Seth would leave soon thereafter, seeking bigger & better things, leaving Mark & Greg to begin a never-ending quest to find another drummer.
music & lyrics: m.spence
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fiogf49gjkf0d fear & arrogance
beating my head against a wall
simplifying, bastardizing
i can make things easy to digest. [apologetic]
the dying moss in a living tree
stuck between myth & irony
a ripping sound it in my ears. yeah terrify me
i want to talk just like a dream
this rotting tongue prevents me
cashing in & turn my back
confusion thank you disconnect
we’re a mess, we’re a wreck
let’s get fatal & get possessed
from a dirty mind comes a dirty dream
restless & in between
do it ‘til it fills us, run until it kills us
restore the tender years [come on quicksilver]
shitty nights & shitty days
so & so with what’s his name
a classic misdirection past. come on get happy
attachment of any sort
it’s a dirty thing to do to anyone
it all comes down to just my fault
& you just want to top yourself off
we’re the mess, we’re a wreck
let’s get stoic & get depressed
we didn’t bite & still upset
restless. restless...
we’re a mess, we’re a wreck
let’s get cynic and get obsessed
let’s cut the chase and get undressed
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
we’re a mess, we’re a wreck
let’s get fatal & get possessed
bored to death & dumb as a brick
hmmmmmm....
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