A beautiful LIMITED RUN of our first album, "Times Beach!" There was only ever 20 something made of these, and we're down to just these two left. We're never going to make them again, I don't think! Buy these while you can, because when they're gone, they are G O N E...
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lyrics
I could be a symbol of defeat
If I could make it through the day
I could write a symphony of shame
I'll never make it through the day
But you won't hear me, you won't see me
You won't feel a thing
But you won't hear me, you won't see me
You won't feel a thing
I don't think I should have to help you
Come up with a way to kill me
Come up with a way to kill me
I don't think I should have to help you
Come up with a way to kill me
Come up with a way to kill me
I don't think I should
Because I
I'm dead on the inside
And sick on the outside
Dead on the inside
And fucking sick
I could be a symbol of defeat
If I could make it through the day
I could write the next "Song of Myself"
You'll never listen anyway
But you won't hear me, you won't see me
You won't feel a thing
But you won't hear me, you won't see me
You won't feel a thing
I don't think I should have to help you
Come up with a way to kill me
Come up with a way to kill me
I don't think I should have to help you
Come up with a way to kill me
Come up with a way to kill me
I don't think I should
Because I
I'm dead on the inside
And sick on the outside
Dead on the inside
And fucking sick
credits
from Times Beach,
released March 29, 2019
Lyrics by Adrian Barnello
This Atlanta group have a unique take on Americana, bridging queer cabaret culture of the 1920s and '30s with punchy contemporary rock. Bandcamp New & Notable May 28, 2019