Fuck you, I'm going underground
To the bottom of the earth I'm bound
I control the light switch, no one makes a sound
Goodbye world I'm going underground

Destiny has tested me again
Filling me with thoughts of giving in
Paint me in the corner, flash a shiny grin
I passed the test and yes I win again

Rocket to the bottom, let the drill bit spin
Loose debris and lava, seal my vessel in
Ultraviolet bulbs of light will save my fragile skin
So far below I hope to never see the sun again

Fuck you, I'll tunnel underground
To live without my enemies around
Retinas are burning, lack of sight profound
Fuck you, I'll tunnel underground

Can't you see I live the way I choose?
Away from robots making all the rules
Despite the calculations, I know I must refuse
Fuck it all, I live the way I choose

Rocket to the bottom, let the drill bit spin
Loose debris and lava, seal my vessel in
Ultraviolet bulbs of light will save my fragile skin
So far below I hope to never see the sun again

Fuck you, I'm staying underground
Sub terrain is warmer anyhow
Up and up and up and up is making me feel down
Fuck you, I'm staying underground

fuck you i'm going underground

Dirt Poor Robins - It Tore Your Heart Out (Deluxe Edition)

Sometimes - Nick Lutsko

Recorded, Mixed & Masterd in 2009 at Flux Studios, NYC.

Produced by FAB, Engineered by Meredith McCandless.



Buckled Knees

You Can't Redeem Yourself version 2 .mp3

Sell Yourself Lightly

Sweat, ache, Hands shake
Heart begins to palpitate
Legs twitch. Twist and kick
Something’s wrong
Eyes wide, dilate
Every shadow seems unsafe
Can’t sleep, can’t eat
Help me, I’m gone

Well I drank, sipped, sucked it up
Threw every last shred of hope in the cup
Then knocked it back, world fades to black
Not quenched until I drown
Now where’s my soul said I
This twitching kid with the bloodshot eyes
Got oh so high, failed to fly
Now falling to the ground 

What would make you get so battered
That your bones betray you, start to shatter
And you can’t relate to all the happy little night-time boys and girls

Stop. Kick. Twist. Now. 

Teeth clench, hands too
Won’t do what I want them to
Can’t think, need drink
Wrong kind of thirst
But it’s done, sense won
Couldn’t handle all this fun
Save breath, crave death
Can’t be much worse

And I’m sick, sigh, can’t abide
This twitching track from wet to dry
I’m too old to cry, too young to die
Too rabid for the pack
So I’ll spit, try to hold it in
Search for a sign of life within
And I’ll fake a grin until my skin
Is starting to crack

What would make you get so battered
That your bones betray you, start to shatter
And you can’t relate to all the happy little night-time boys and girls
Well you’ve got to break through, got to battle through
The nights that hate you, ‘til you’re better
And the shakes can’t shake you
Like the happy little night-time boys and girls

So just stay cool and break through this sick delirium state
I got wasted, now I’m tasting the cruel justice of fate

Can’t sleep. Bones creak.
Must seek the night-time boys and girls

What would make you get so battered
That your bones betray you, start to shatter
And you can’t relate to all the happy little night-time boys and girls
Well you’ve got to break through, got to battle through
The nights that hate you, ‘til you’re better
And the shakes can’t shake you
Like the happy little night-time boys and girls

Delirium Tremendous

Eleisha Eagle - The Quittin' Kind (Bass)

The culmination of a lifetime of work between two best friends, and two of their best friends, More Silver mixes an authentic and ethereal Northwest Indie sound with elements of Pop-Punk, Folk Rock, and catchy hooks.

Dirt Poor Robins - It Tore Your Heart Out (Deluxe Edition)

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