Hey, If only you had listened
Hey, you could have found the truth
Hey, If you were ever honest with me
Hey, I wouldn’t waste all our youth

I pity all the choices you made to run and hide
I pity that you thought that you’d be alright
I pity that you lost yourself inside this horror
I pity that you thought that I won’t even bother

If only you could listen
You’d hear the replies
If only you were honest
You’d see through the lies

I gave away my hours
But I won’t give you my name
I refuse to bend,
I refuse to change

Hey, I pity all the moments, that you erased with shame
Hey, I pity that you’re broken, but you won’t take the blame
Hey, If you were ever honest with yourself you'd have known that I don’t bend and change
If you were ever honest you would have known that I am fucking strange

You wanted me to glide
Through your hollow empty skies
But silence is your kingdom
And I won’t pay your price

If only you had listened
You could have found the truth
If you were ever honest
I wouldn’t waste all our youth

I pity all the choices you made to run and hide
I pity that you thought that you’d be alright
I pity that you lost yourself inside this horror
I pity that you thought that I won’t even bother

I refuse to bend
And I refuse to change

Waste

Bleak post-apocalyptic surrealism, existential decay, flashes of doomed intimacy.
Evocative tension between war and love. A fever dream where passion, violence, and machinery blur together.
Battlefield that could also be a lover’s bed, or only in your head.
We are ASTIC.
We make dark Music.