at least i tried

by usually trespassing

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1.
Call me a cynic but We’re all pieces of shit And there’s nothing that You or me can do about it Get eight billion signatures And just as much luck Unless the bills have green faces The politicians won’t give a fuck The systems not broken It’s flawed by design At least that’s what it looks like From below the poverty line We’re sleeping with rats And we’re eating up scraps While vacations and bonuses Fall into their laps So waste your life away And die in a ditch All you’ll hear them say Is “it’s not my fault you’re not rich” I’m not scared of hell And I’m not scared of death So I throw my only dime in a well And wish for my last breath Don’t take my word for it But if hell exists I’m betting my money That it’s better than this Newspapers filled With ways people have died While the rich fucks that own them Commit crimes of all kinds They know we’re not watching Cause we’re so pacified We’re at home locking our doors While we’re drawing our blinds I was told to go vote Maybe that would change things But the names on the ballots Aren’t pulling the strings Politicians are like drugs They’re easily bought So make enough money And you write the laws Well I’m not scared of hell And I’m not scared of death So I throw my only dime in a well And wish for my last breath Don’t take my word for it But if hell exists I’m betting my money That it’s better than this So I sit and let these thoughts Just run through my head While a cigarette soothes The existential dread So much shit in the world That it outweighs the good While they lie in our faces Saying we did what we could Can’t pick myself up I’m down in the dumps Hate to say it But we’re all out of luck In a world filled with hate, Wars, disaster, and Trump I can’t help but feeling We’re all gonna be fucked I’m not scared of hell And I’m not scared of death So I throw my only dime in a well And wish for my last breath Don’t take my word for it But if hell exists I’m betting my money That it’s better than this
2.
In 1979 On a snowless winter day In a time when school shootings Were not yet common place Today was the day It was all about to change And Ms. Brenda Ann Spencer Had only this to say I just don’t like mondays This livens up the day Oi she doesn’t like mondays Oh no she doesn’t like mondays Nothing better to do When depressed and lonely Than testing out the twenty two That dad left under the tree Luckily it came loaded So I am going to see How many of those children I can hit across the street Well I just don’t like mondays, This livens up the day Oi she doesn’t like mondays Oh no she doesn’t like mondays I had no reason It was just a lot of fun Like shooting up ducks As they’re swimming on the pond The kids looked like heard of cattle Just standing all around They were easy pickin’s Oh they were easy pickin’s I just don’t like mondays This livens up the day Oi she doesn’t like mondays Oh no she doesn’t like mondays
3.
crust issues 02:40
Uncertainty Will certainly consume me Cause I can’t stop Thinking about yesterday And I purposefully Allow things to confuse me So I can play dumb Without taking the blame I don’t follow the law I just do what I think is right Despite my lapses in judgement Or minor oversights I don’t think doing the shit I love Is a fucking crime Morality is subjective Who are cops to draw the line? These realizations Were not inherited They came around when I vowed To never do the shit my parents did And I don’t mean To blame the way I was raised But nobody has that many rules Without realizing They don’t mean a thing I didn’t pay back my student loans Even though I spent them on drugs All that money borrowed from the government Is now lining my lungs A fuckin’ degree Means nothing to me I just want a good time Morality is subjective I draw my own fucking line And there will be a day Hopefully it’s in my lifetime Where people won’t have to steal Just to fucking survive In a world filled with poverty Hoarding wealth is just plain wrong Let’s launch the billionaires into the sun Where they fucking belong The only people on this planet That I actually trust Are the ones that like their sandwiches With extra crust Maybe if you grew a fuckin’ spine You too would realize Morality is subjective And draw your own fucking line
4.
I’d cross the country for ya Done it a few times before Fuck that, I’d cross the world for ya What the hells a few thousand miles more I don’t care how far I gotta go Or what the fuck I gotta do I just know that I wanna fall asleep Laying next to you So baby pack your backpack And I’ll pack mine Pick a direction And we’ll say our goodbyes Who gives a fuck if they think we’re crazy They’ll never understand Why we’ll keep moving ‘til the day we’re both dead Thousands of miles behind us Millions more just around the corner Darling don’t get out of bed yet I wanna stay in your arms Just a little bit longer I don’t wanna think about my life Don’t wanna think about outside I just wanna spend one more night Thinking that I’m gonna be alright So baby pack your backpack And I’ll pack mine Pick a direction And we’ll say our goodbyes Who gives a fuck if they think we’re crazy They’ll never understand Why we’ll keep moving ‘til the day we’re both dead Let’s get the fuck out of here
5.
shed beers 02:58
Well I can’t fall asleep lately Because I can’t turn off my thoughts No I can’t turn of my thoughts Why won’t my thoughts just turn off I’m at the end of my rope But I forgot to tie a knot I forgot to tie a knot So my hands they just slip off Oh and I don’t know why you love me I don’t know why you care You should just give up on me Cause my life’s not going anywhere And I can’t talk to anyone Not even my sober self But he left me to live in this hell And it’s not any fun So now I’m passed out on the floor cause Fuck a common sense approach I don’t need a recommended dose I just need no pain anymore And I don’t know why you love me I don’t know why you care You should just give up on me Cause my life’s not going anywhere So now I’m staring at the door I wish it didn’t come to this But I guess it’s time I come to grips Cause this shits not for me anymore They won’t notice I’m gone So I light up a cigarette As my feet they hit the pavement And I stick out my thumb And I don’t know why you love me I don’t know why you care You should just give up on me Cause my life’s not going anywhere Cause fuck a common sense approach
6.
My heart and head were as heavy as My worldly possessions packed upon my back I fed my dog, lit a cigarette And hoped for the best My last couple bucks spent on getting drunker Against my better judgement, Hitched a ride a with a trucker Cause we were headed east But my heart was still in the west Sometimes what we want ain’t what we need It wouldn’t be that way if it were up to me I guess I gotta school myself in a bit of humility Hopefully when it’s all said and done You’ll still be with me I could talk ‘til I got no breath in these lungs About how much I love you And how hard this distance has become It seems every fucking time I look up The sky is grey So I ride through the pain, waiting for the day It’s not something my mind has to entertain I guess pissing in the wind ain’t that bad If you’re facing the right way Sometimes what we want ain’t what we need It wouldn’t be that way if it were up to me I guess I gotta school myself in a bit of humility Hopefully when it’s all said and done You’ll still be with me Everybody tells me I have so much time So why does it feel like I’m so far behind Can’t shake this feeling No matter how hard I try It don’t make no difference We’re all plagued by existence The ones that do shit are the ones That learn how to live with it So I’m strapping in and hoping I don’t lose my goddamn mind Sometimes what we want ain’t what we need It wouldn’t be that way if it were up to me I guess I gotta school myself in a bit of humility Hopefully when it’s all said and done You’ll still be with me I have so much left to say But it will go unsaid And I’ve been drinking every day To get these fucking thoughts outta my head Sometimes what we want ain’t what we need It wouldn’t be that way if it were up to me I guess I gotta school myself in a bit of humility Hopefully when it’s all said and done You’ll still be with me
7.
Those drunk nights on the beach Just swinging each other around Watching the sun rise over the sea I swear I could hear my heart beat out loud You gave me something to look forward to In the morning, I felt supported A high I never even came close to reaching With anything that I’ve ever snorted Then you said I am ready to follow you to anywhere you go Well, I don’t know my place In this fucked up world But when I’m with you well I feel at home Woo So what did I do I thought about myself, too fucking selfish To notice I just bought two one way tickets Straight to hell I told you that I’d do my best But what I chose ended up Pretty fucking close to the opposite of that Then you said My eyes are heavy, I’m tired I don’t wanna do this anymore I don’t recognize these ghosts Standing in our place And then you pointed at the door Fuck! But now I know I fell asleep at the wheel I screwed the pooch I shit the bed I saw a path, I knew exactly what to do But I stayed locked up in my own head I’ve dealt you more heartbreak and pain Than you can shake a stick at Couldn’t handle my shit when it blew back I know sorry doesn’t cut it But I’m sorry that I’m a fucking dumbass Now I’m saying I am ready to follow you To anywhere you go I don’t know my place in this fucking rat race But when I’m with you Well I feel at home I swear that I will never leave you behind I’ll be kind And if I am still lying Please ignore me ‘til the end of time I swear that I will never leave you behind I’ll be kind And if I am still lying Please ignore me ‘til the end of time
8.
burnin' up 02:31
Well I woke up this morning And I poured myself a drink You bet I made it stronger than These shitty things I think They say whiskey and depression Yeah they go hand in hand But they still ask me why I’m drinking As if they don’t understand The fire flows through my teeth Hits the back of my throat All those problems I conceived Don’t matter anymore The fire understands me, yeah The fire is a friend That’s why this burning bottle will be here Until the bitter end The world don’t exist to me Just what’s inside this cup So much fire in my life Feels like I’m burning up I’m burning up I reached the end of the tunnel But there was no light to be found So I lit me up a cigarette And turned my feet around Looked so long for that light That I was back at the start Then I found fire’s just as good At getting rid of the dark The fire flows through my teeth Hits the back of my throat Wakes me up from my sleep Brings me out from the cold The fire understands me, yeah The fire is a friend That’s why I know it’ll be there Right until the bitter end The world don’t exist to me Just what’s inside this cup So much fire in my life Feels like I’m burning up I’m burning up Well there might be better remedies Just not ones that I’ve found Gonna have this bottle in my fist Til they put me in the ground Sex, drugs, and rock n roll They never seemed enough No I’d rather spend my time Feeling like I’m burning up I’m burning up I said the fire flows through my teeth Hits the back of my throat Gives me the strength I need To stare at my own soul The fire understands me Down to the core of my bones As long as I have it And it has me I don’t walk this road alone The world don’t exist to me Just what’s inside this cup So much fire in my life Feels like I’m burning up I’m burning up
9.
Who I am hates who I used to be I guess that means that I hate a part of me Cause despite my imminent regret I stab myself in the back With every chance I get Cause I’m always thinking ‘bout right now If something makes me happy Then that guy six months down the road Can go fuck himself He’ll get what he gets He can solve my problems And settle all my debts Cause I don’t give a fuck about it If it hasn’t happened yet No I don’t give a fuck about it If it hasn’t happened yet Then the highs get low And I’m left there alone Don’t know who I am Let alone where I belong And it’s getting harder every day To live with the consequences Of my fucking mistakes Cause I’m always thinking ‘bout right now If something makes me happy Then that guy six months down the road Can go fuck himself He’ll get what he gets He can solve my problems And settle all my debts Cause I don’t give a fuck about it If it hasn’t happened yet No I don’t give a fuck about it If it hasn’t happened yet No I don’t give a fuck about it if If it hasn’t happened yet
10.
I been sitting on my ass so long That I don’t know where I’m going But I guess I gotta begin Cause I’m tired of dealing with This dichotomy of wanting to die While being excited to live I don’t know if waking up’s A blessing or a curse You could make an argument for both Either way I hope for the best And brace for the worst And learn to leave the rest well enough alone Cause the mind has a mind of it’s own And it can make your fucking head spin If you turn a deaf ear Once you know you don’t run the show And just fucking listen You’ll be amazed at what you hear I wish I could put as much effort Into rolling out of bed As I do the shitty things Bouncing ‘round inside my head Cause I’m fucking disgusting Can’t ever discuss things And wonder why my problems stay the same And my misjudgements Got me thinking nothings Wrong as I dig myself a deeper grave Cause the mind has a mind of it’s own And it can make your fucking head spin If you turn a deaf ear Once you know you don’t run the show And just fucking listen You’ll be amazed at what you hear Can I change my habits in a day Can I change my habits in a day I don’t know It’s getting far too much to take Will I be better by tomorrow I don’t know Cause the mind has a mind of it’s own And it can make your fucking head spin If you turn a deaf ear Once you know you don’t run the show And just fucking listen You’ll be amazed at what you hear
11.
Well I sit back every long night And watch the leaves On the trees all around me Change colour Wondering what the fuck it would be like If we cared about each other Unfortunately it seems that Most don’t share that sentiment with me It’s why we lock our doors And it’s why we can’t be free, at all Well it’s hard to explain when It’s not even on your fucking radar How do you explain world peace To somebody that’s never Left their fucking backyard It’s hard to explain when It’s not even on your fucking radar To understand you’ll have to First entertain the idea Oh, that people are people Just because they’re people Whether they look different than you Or they’ve done shit that’s illegal We go through the same shit We just like to give the shit different names Well I said people are people Just because they’re people Whether they got a pot to piss in Or a couple marbles missing These anarchists and heretics And drug addicts and me Are gonna watch these walls Go up in flames So if after all that You still think you have The authority to look down on me, well hey I don’t have much respect For your fucking authority, anyway
12.
Two dollars isn’t even pocket change to some So high up on their horses They can’t even see the ground But if you live in squalor then pocket change Becomes your whole income Just trying to get your measly portion While everything comes down around you Flying a sign is a full time job There’s no counting down to five o’clock So you can close up shop No air conditioning, nobody listening No vacation pay A pocketful of condescending looks Is all I have to show for my day Let’s go Cause they’re so picture perfect All holed up in their homes Some just got back from work Most have dinner on the stove They told you to fuck off and get a job Not twenty minutes ago The cold lashes through your bones With just your hunger to console you Flying a sign is a full time job There’s no dial tones, when you phone To ask for a day off No central heating, no fucking ceiling Still, nothing to eat A pocketful of condescending looks Is all I have to show for my week I guess I don’t need to eat Crack a beer and disappear Into plain sight in the side of This godforsaken street I am a rough edge to some Already dismal scenery Hey Hog, can you go any faster? This city’s so fucking shitty I’m the least of it’s worries They all state straight past me All in such a fucking hurry This city’s so fucking shitty So fucking shitty, so fucking shitty I want enough gasoline To burn the whole Fucking thing to smithereens

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released October 29, 2021

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folk-punk solo act hailing from the land mass currently referred to as Canada

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