[Verse 1] I did my time, now I want out Non-refundable and now I'm stuck By soul I'm not, social climbing Competitioning, it's sickening Clambering out the rabbit hole To be shot my old McGregor At least he's got his shit together [Chorus] (Staring down the cover) Resting bitch face scalding (Of your glossy, glossy magazine) Go dig your grave (Fear's taking over) I'm sick of endless repetition (That everything's exactly as it seems) [Verse 2] I had my time but it's run out Tried to turn the page, but they're all stuck Together, merged like Unilever With the rage of Ronnie Pickering It's triggering Go to spew but just dry heave, how it bleeds Sucked out all your influence, your indifference Leads you down the rabbit hole, own goal And dreams, just because everything's exactly as it seems You might also like Posthumous Spreadsheets Home Counties Cradle, Coffin Home Counties The Home Counties Home Counties [Bridge] And I want out (And I want out) Non-refundable, but now I'm stuck (But now I'm stuck, and now I'm stuck) By soul I'm not, social climbing Competitioning, it's sickening [Chorus] (Staring down the cover) Resting bitch face scalding (Of your glossy, glossy magazine) Go dig your grave (Fear's taking over) I'm sick of endless repetition (That everything's exactly as it seems) I'm sick of endless repetition (Staring down the cover) Resting bitch face scalding (Of your glossy, glossy magazine) Go dig your grave (Fear's taking over) I'm sick of endless repetition (That everything's exactly as it seems) I had my [Instrumental Break] [Chorus] (Staring down the cover) Resting bitch face scalding (Of your glossy, glossy magazine) Go dig your grave (Fear's taking over) I'm sick of endless repetition (That everything's exactly as it seems) That everything's exactly as it seems (Staring down the cover) Resting bitch face scalding (Of your glossy, glossy magazine) Go dig your, go dig your grave (Fear's taking over) I'm sick of endless repetition (That everything's exactly as it seems) That everything's exactly as it seems
This band knows something that hasn't been discovered yet
office punk?
Such a great album going to buy as just listened on you tube. Clever musically and lyrically
10/10 this is exactly as it seems
Saw for the fourth time last week in Clwb in Cardiff. Awesome band. Gonna be big.
Loving the album, well done 🤘
Brilliant! I hope to see you in the Netherlands soon!
This is so good
Friday find, my new favourite band 🎶🎶🎶🕺
Come to Brazil!
KOOL!
Reading next week !
Muito bom!
[Verse 1]
I did my time, now I want out
Non-refundable and now I'm stuck
By soul I'm not, social climbing
Competitioning, it's sickening
Clambering out the rabbit hole
To be shot my old McGregor
At least he's got his shit together
[Chorus]
(Staring down the cover)
Resting bitch face scalding
(Of your glossy, glossy magazine)
Go dig your grave
(Fear's taking over)
I'm sick of endless repetition
(That everything's exactly as it seems)
[Verse 2]
I had my time but it's run out
Tried to turn the page, but they're all stuck
Together, merged like Unilever
With the rage of Ronnie Pickering
It's triggering
Go to spew but just dry heave, how it bleeds
Sucked out all your influence, your indifference
Leads you down the rabbit hole, own goal
And dreams, just because everything's exactly as it seems
You might also like
Posthumous Spreadsheets
Home Counties
Cradle, Coffin
Home Counties
The Home Counties
Home Counties
[Bridge]
And I want out (And I want out)
Non-refundable, but now I'm stuck (But now I'm stuck, and now I'm stuck)
By soul I'm not, social climbing
Competitioning, it's sickening
[Chorus]
(Staring down the cover)
Resting bitch face scalding
(Of your glossy, glossy magazine)
Go dig your grave
(Fear's taking over)
I'm sick of endless repetition
(That everything's exactly as it seems)
I'm sick of endless repetition
(Staring down the cover)
Resting bitch face scalding
(Of your glossy, glossy magazine)
Go dig your grave
(Fear's taking over)
I'm sick of endless repetition
(That everything's exactly as it seems)
I had my
[Instrumental Break]
[Chorus]
(Staring down the cover)
Resting bitch face scalding
(Of your glossy, glossy magazine)
Go dig your grave
(Fear's taking over)
I'm sick of endless repetition
(That everything's exactly as it seems)
That everything's exactly as it seems
(Staring down the cover)
Resting bitch face scalding
(Of your glossy, glossy magazine)
Go dig your, go dig your grave
(Fear's taking over)
I'm sick of endless repetition
(That everything's exactly as it seems)
That everything's exactly as it seems
UK synthpop is so fucking back!
Keep on doing it with me, please. Love from Russia.
Bloody Ronnie Pickering.
Was that a Slipknot reference 👀
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I poverty stricken love you lot
RONNIE PICKERING MENTIONED!!! I LOVE HULL!!!
With the rage of Ronnie Pickering 😂
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