Take those pills in the dark.
Do away with those decisions in the morning.
A piece of paper on the nightstand.
Let those people know exactly how you're feeling.
It must be nice doing less.
It's a window that only opens once a lifetime.
But your motives are addressed.
In the ending, solemn standing in the distance.
We can't be long forgotten hulls of our impertinence.
If one must fall
Then all must fall in line.
Leave those books on the shelf.
Keep those insights and opinions on the inside.
Nights unburdened by the questions.
All the anguish left in advent never realized.
Oh dear Christ, what I've become.
All the anger held in august on a shirt sleeve.
So the fabric comes undone.
Torn to pieces hanging limply on a crossbeam.
We can't be long forgotten hulls of our impertinence.
If one must fall.
Then all must fall in line.
It's all right.
We can't be long forgotten hulls of our impertinence.
(I never conquered rarely came into an image of)
If one must fall.
(What I thought I)
Then all must fall in line.
(Would always like to be.)
The songs on the latest from Worriers hurtle forward breathlessly, with hook after hook topped by scorching vocal melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 16, 2023