I. You Were Right...
We can't be together.
I said...
I wont be "filed under left for dead"
I carry out
situations in my head
I lead them up to the point that i dread
It's all in my head
It's all in my head
They pound the floorboards
While I try to think
I try to study
While they're "obliged" to drink
I will never get away from the distractions
I can't get away from the disdain
I try to block it out with no distraction
It comes back as if it were the refrain
I see the stars over Brighton tonight
I start to think that I just might
turn away, and forget today.
II. Crash Punks Vs. the World
where will you be in ten years
when you've lost your taste for drinking lots of cheap beer
and your wardrobes not all black
and you want your old friends back
what will you do?
what will you talk about in five years
you boast the hip bands you know and no one cares
question your maturity
which no one else can see
what will you do?
I know I wont be around
to watch this place that was my town
drown in this ambitious sea
of so called art you perpetuate
as the youth move in
a bitter few hold on
where will you go when you finish that beer
mask your insecurity so everyone can hear
what will you do
forget it because
i don't really care
Even though they sing about injustice and being generally fed up with the male species, Camp Cope play like they’re having the time of their lives. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 2, 2018
Expansive, genre-exploding avant rock collective bring their dizzying ideas to fruition on the auditory and visual planes. Bandcamp New & Notable May 20, 2016