i’ve been trying to get back here for years to no avail but i keep trying
my heart stopped beating and turning gears
it has failed but it keeps trying
you’re the fleur-de-lis of curiosity
and i’m a masochistic man trapped in this sinking pit of sand
and the jokes they’re stale but they carry it so well
and i guess it doesn’t matter when you’re cool
it’s taken getting here to know you belong there
it stinks these streets they smell like piss and blood
and there’s nothing charming now about my “hood”
but these drinks they’re cheap and plentiful, you see
and i can spend my days reflecting on all the bad habits i’m collecting.
disgraceful little dance, you’re ruining all my plans
A pop-punk album full of both angst and maturity. A lot of this album is about growing up, but I've been consistently coming back to this album for over 5 years and it never gets old. evan_burman
The UK punks' capacity for merging the personal, political, and parochial is so well-developed that it borders on the alchemical. Bandcamp Album of the Day Nov 7, 2022