You always stare into the distance
You always say you never cared
But for all the time is flying
We can't be grounded in the air
For some of us it's not worth living
For some of us it's all despair
But for you the flesh is willing
But the mind's in need of some repair
You'll never change in this changing world
If you keep looking to the past
It's safe to say that when you're old and gray
Your next mistake could be your last
The razor's edge is where you're stepping
You always take more than your share
For all of us time unrelenting
For all of us run out of air
It's in the past and in the future
It's in your reach and out of hand
You'll never change in this changing world
If you keep looking to the past
It's safe to sat that when you're old and gray
Your next mistake could be your last
Voices call you from a distance
They know it's you that never cared
They it's you that doesn't trust them
You can't be grounded in the air
Looks like the Rainman's hold has gripped you
He grabs you, screaming by the hair
Dark but designed to move you, this Dallas group uses menacing synths and popping live drum to make heavily rhythmic post-punk. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 13, 2019
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