Sometimes these thoughts surrounding my once clear visions they start to go
and you feel i'm getting nowhere
but i fear the things i know
cause it's hard when the walls have painted numbers
and it's hard when you know that door will close
i've got ten years now i see it in colors
a faint loss in heavy rows
I try and wait until you figure it out but the pressure to change is way too much
i don't want to try and figure it all out
or find the difference between right or wrong
cause this time i've seen what i can take
a small loss of life is a common mistake
i don't wanna try to figure it all out
hold on, i'll pick things up
The Canadian pop-punk band deliver their biggest-sounding album to date, rooted in full-bodied production and cheery nihilism. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 5, 2022