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No, Seriously: Fuck Off
00:50
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that's it i'm dropping out
packing up, moving west
this is the last time i'll get screamed at for these idiots to witness
your tragedy is fiction
put yourself in the role of the victim
i'm the one who's codependent
not half as condescending as you say i am
and won't take your accusations anymore
from now on i'm the only one i need to look out for
so goodbye and good life
tonight i'm getting out of your sight
once again i'm on my own
you never cared you'll be alright
and if you start to regret someday
just remember to forget me cause i ain't coming back
i've had my share of getting laughed at around here
and there's a million other places
where i can do the same
or even better
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Wasting Time
00:53
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wasting time ain't a crime but it sure as hell feels wrong
and i can't stand to live my life knowing my better days are gone
now let me go, don't hold me back
and stop picking at my bones
i don't need your help
you can save yourself and i can waste my life alone
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Pictures
02:41
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it took time, it took way too long for me to crawl out of the rubble of the world i had built in my head
as i carefully mapped out the future i thought we were gonna have
but that was back when i thought everything was fine
and it was such a beautiful plan
i was yours but were you ever mine
oh how i hate myself for thinking i could suffice
it's been years already and sometimes i start believing
that i overcame the loss and somehow managed to move on
but then i stumble on a picture
or even worse i cross you on the street
then i break down and swear i should've moved out of town
and it was such a beautiful plan
i was yours but were you ever mine
oh how i hate myself for thinking i could suffice
and every time i see your face my mind collapses
i can't escape the past as it comes to drag me down
until i drown in the memories
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4. |
Bike Song
01:13
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back when i lived in a small town
you know i was feeling so down
cause there never seemed to be a lot of things to do
we had swampy woods in which to walk
empty malls & parking lots
we could play basketball but there was always a missing net
and the skate park was a mess
and i know that now it's even worse and i'm so glad that i left
but we knew every little street from riding our bikes all day
and every single kid in town had different video games that we could play
we thought we were stuck inside a hole
but within this two-mile radius our freedom was almost infinite
and i'm looking at how some of us are not much happier now
that the bills and the kids have replaced the hopes we had when we left town
and i'm still feeling down cause i don't like all those things i have to do
and although i don't miss those particular streets
i'll admit i miss riding my bike with you
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Black Cat
02:32
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the people leave but the worst feelings remain
untouched and not unleashed they run like poison in your veins
you try to see through all their hate and all their lies
act like everything is fine but your eyes invalidate your smile
and in the end these are all the things that made you
it's friends you lost and debts you owe
it's the traps that you're caught into
as you walk a path that's grey and cracked and you can never rest
until you finally get to see just where it leads you
hope is a black cat, it brings you bad luck then it's gone
what can you do once you've lost track of all that should've kept you going on
you try to see through all their hate and all their lies and be like everybody else
but your eyes invalidate your smile
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