Tell me why I come here, tell me why I stay,
Home is where I sleep it off but I don’t sleep anyway,
Troubled whispers in my ear, I don’t hear what they say,
Five drinks past diminishing returns - I still can’t fade.
Save me from tonight,
I’ll backslide come tomorrow,
A full tank of gas - I ain’t getting far, though.
Self-pity peaks at last call, but it’s a full-time job,
Young pups say they’re racking up, old dogs claim they’ve been robbed,
Every rotten barrel has an apple that won’t turn,
Snatch me while I’m ripe ‘cause I can’t fend off these worms.
Save me from tonight,
I’ll backslide come tomorrow,
I healed up quick, you can still see the scar, though.
Every slackjawed savior’s selling lightning from a jar,
Every local loser flaunts a discount falling star,
Look me in the eye, get high on my last lie.
Save me from tonight,
I’ll backslide come tomorrow,
Ain’t got no brakes - I’m digging the spark, though.
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“No Dados” does all that rock ‘n’ roll, at its most sorrow-driven, ever wanted to do for anyone—and that’s to fix a broken heart. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 25, 2019
Collected tracks from five bands including Cosmonauts, Susan, and Flat Worms provides a look into the vibrant Los Angeles music scene. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 19, 2017