People say I’m a little too cold,
Since I’ve gone through the emotions and let them go.
And I’m sorry if my method’s getting old,
But it’s the only way I know how to explode.
If life is meaningless, then why not gun it until the engine stops?
Seeking pleasure, avoid pain.
Do what you want, don’t refrain.
There’s no use in feeding this onslaught of flashing distractions to our plot.
You’re not creating by absorbing.
Don’t let “they lived” be your story.
My family says that I don’t call enough.
I feel much better alone, I’m not saying it’s not tough.
Maybe that’s ungrateful or bitter,
But I can’t be the bigger man if I’m such a fucking quitter.
I know how to get to where I’m going,
But you don’t get a say in criticizing what I chose.
And I know the hypocrisy you hear,
But I’d never fall asleep if being wrong was what I feared.
I’ll probably lose another year or two,
Spent wasting my life instead of what I want to do.
But I don’t have to believe in something,
In order to know that win or lose, it all means nothing.
I can never seem to draw what’s in my mind,
But I can put my words to paper, and to me, that’s just as fine.
I don’t know how much longer I can care,
But the only other option is the void, and honestly,
It sounds boring there.
I may not be the brightest shining shit,
But I’m the goddamn happiest nihilist.
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What a damn solid record! It's the perfect example of why I'm certain that Ska Punk is going to play on the highlight reel when I hit up the afterlife. Scott
Toronto band Respire deliver a post-hardcore tour de force on the largest scale possible, orchestrally rich and incessantly uncompromising. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 6, 2021