you've got your needles
i've got 19 ways to self-medicate
you're not part of the problem, you're part of the shame
i know all of my excuses are like flowers on the grave
oh no no mostly i'll take all the blame
thrust
i'll take the blame
but don't use my name
all of my treasons calculated
trust me i am ok
i'll be practicing lies while i'm slipping away
i found a way to fix me without changing a thing
i built a lie big enough to live in
i've got this monkey on my back
doing just fine
(surely we're more than flesh)
got to have more
one to forget
(surely we're more than flesh)
one to ignore
need a disease
(surely we're more than flesh)
to go with my cure
why is my god
(surely we're more than flesh)
so hard to please?
Seattle’s Laden captures the storm and stress of the greatest, grimmest post-metal, crafting songs from 20-megaton riffs. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 29, 2022