a collection of songs that have that "classic" Epunk sound or vibe. 

Classic Epunk

Albania

Indecision breeds obsession
Overthinking every lesson
You would think I’d pick a side
I can’t run but I can hide
If I say nothing that means everything
I am running out of words to sing
I’m running out of time
And excuses for my lines 

Making too much out of nothing
Making nothing out of something
I can scream and shout
The words aint coming out
Afraid of people and myself
I’m strangling my mental health
Over people who never cared
Over too many things that blare

Anxiety is killing me
I don’t know what I should be
To afraid to speak for myself
I Can’t stand anyone else

Indecision breeds indifference
To many choices I’ve been given
I guess I’m just to scatterbrained
To act remotely fucking sane
I don’t care and I can’t speak
I guess I’ll take it on the cheek
I guess that I just talk too fast
Happiness will never last

Arguing all over nothing
I just really wanna do something
Am I helpless or just lazy
What is it I don’t see?
Optics games and optics lines
All along something to prize
Of dignity or blind old luck
I think that I’ve just had enough

Anxiety is killing me
I don’t know what I should be
I think plenty for myself
But those words aren’t coming out of my mouth

Fencesitter

there's a place that you know
you'll sit and stare at data flow
staring at your tiny screen
go outside and touch some green

do you just wanna be a mindless freak
whose parents hate you cause youre a neet
who's on the net everyday
as you watch your body decay

dont give in to the voices online
they dont care about your life
theyll exacerbate the problems online
no one's out to get you, that's just their lie

there's a place that you like
everyones there's far behind
everyone that you meets
playing make-believe 

dont give in to the voices online
they dont care about your life
theyll exacerbate the problems online
no one's out to get you, that's just their lie

have you tried to be a better guy
atleast dont be mean to strangers online
cause you might be the loser
but you dont wanna be a tumour

dont give in to the voices online
they dont care about your life
theyll exacerbate the problems online
no one's out to get you, that's just their lie

Everyone On The Net's An Embarassing Twat

Feeling the warmth of sunshine
After a month of snow
Rusted remains of road signs
They direct me where to go
And when I finally get there
I'll sleep for 40 days
I'll sink into the garden
Till I erode away
Into a field of poppies
Get high on my own seeds
To finally feel happy
Devoid of wants or needs
And when the final flower
Succumbs to winters breeze
I will not try and fight it
I'll simply wilt and freeze

I feel like dirt
But don't you know
That from the dirt
Flowers will grow
And after I
Brave the monsoon
The skies will clear
And I will bloom


I feel like dirt
But don't you know
That from the dirt
Flowers will grow
And after I
Brave the monsoon
The skies will clear
And I will bloom


I feel like dirt
But don't you know
That from the dirt
Flowers will grow
And after I
Brave the monsoon
The skies will clear
And I will bloom


I feel like dirt
But don't you know
That from the dirt
Flowers will grow
And after I
Brave the monsoon
The skies will clear
And I will bloom

Dirt

In an instant I was greeted at
The doorway of a toxic social scene
Narcissistic and conceited and
I fit right in 'cause they were just like me
Made my way down to the kitchen
Kicking back and swapping stories, getting stoned
But the stash runs dry and soon enough
You're broken, sad, and sober and alone

Tempted to try and fill the void with
Parties, sex, and surface level friends
But a few years running circles later
Realize you're right back there again
Opportunities will dwindle
As you fall further behind all of your peers
Old friendships left unkindled take
The back seat to new families and careers

So while you can, hold on to what you can
And if you can, don't let it go
Or end up as an empty man
In an empty house that used to feel like home

Now we're picking up new hobbies
New attempts to fill the silence of the day
But soon enough we find out we can't
Lift or sing or play this pain away
Homeless, drunks, and prisoners
Their faces broadcast onto the TV
Provide decent folk examples of
The people they should strive to never be

And the algorithm's spewing shit
A force-fed feedback loop where nothing's new
Creating culture celebrating virtue-ized compulsion to consume
So watch another episode, the TV screen eternally turned on
And if the screen's not sharp enough then buy a better one on Amazon

So while you can, hold on to what you can
And if you can, don't let it go
Or end up as an empty man
In an empty house that used to feel like home

Now I watch my wheels turn, I'm taking
Shortcuts to dead ends, nowhere to go
So for now I'm waiting patiently
To visit places I may never go
I know I'll get there eventually
Even if "there" is but an early grave
At least I'll be rotting liberated
Till then give me something I can break

So while you can, hold on to what you can
And if you can, don't let it go
Or end up as an empty man
In an empty house that used to feel like home

Don't Let It Go

Daddy built quite the business back in 1950
When he dies, he's gonna give it all to you
So settle down, get a house 50 miles from the city
Just like average people do

Take the wife and the kids on a ten day vacation
And pay someone to mow your yard
In your pockets, the power of ten generations
On a magic golden card

And it's trivial to make it when you made it from the start
When you're taking what was given to you, life can't be so hard
So why should I put in overtime for a world that was never mine
To destroy and rebuild, put together and then take apart

Neighbor comes home with a brand new shiny F-150
Brand new dealer stickers 2024
Suddenly, the Chevrolet in your driveway looks shitty
Don't you hate it when other people have more?

So you're waiting for a purpose to crash through your ceiling
Fight a holy war or build electric cars
After work, you can search for a semblance of meaning
Through your backyard telescope aimed at the stars

And it's trivial to make it when you made it from the start
When you're taking what was given to you, life can't be so hard
So why should I put in overtime for a world that was never mine
To destroy and rebuild, to destroy and rebuild
To destroy and rebuild, put together and then take apart
Put together and then take apart
Put together and then take apart
Put together and then take apart
Put together and then take apart

Don't Let It Go

Cyborg9000