1. |
Face the Wave
03:32
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My world’s a bright mess I can’t believe I’m feeling so grey
(That’s alright mate, I guess you’re one to wait)
I measure pride by the depth that I am digging my grave
Why am I digging my grave?
Cos I can’t be fucked to get out the way
I’ve gotta get up before I face the wave
And I can’t bring myself to get out the way
I’ve gotta get up before I face the wave
If I act now I could be living in the past today
(That’s alright bud, I’m sure you would if you could)
I’m not a betting but I find I’ve lost more times than I played
I know it goes to say
I know the tide can take more land than it gave
I watch my self esteem panic as it circles the drain
I can brace my legs or I could get washed away
From the safety of the seabed I plan my escape today
Woo yeah
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2. |
Loved
03:36
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We’re waiting for some permission
To wrap our arms around us
We’re acting like we’re a thousand years old
And we’re made out of dust
Now we’re lost like a million people
Nobody falls down the holes that we do
Sitting sad, too proud to soothe
Those painful recurring thoughts
We could waste all a lifetime
With everyone talking at once
Or we could be over 15 ft tall
And stand above all the fuss
Now we’re bored like a billion people
Nobody's saved in the jobs that we do
Sinking in to beat/remove,
The blame that’s on all of us
We’ll shed the sorrow that that held us helpless
And purge the peril that calls in these cold spells
Feed the force that caught me breathless
The strangeness afforded us
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3. |
Bitter Days
05:44
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What if the fog never lifts?
What if my view remains like this?
I can’t keep swimming through these salty shores and reedy ponds
I’m sure there’s still dry land out there
But it’s so hard for me to care
So tonight I’m sleeping in the storm
So okay, there’s always bitter always bitter days
On sandy soil, just above okay
Skipping songs that changed my life
As if they’re even worth the time
I’ll say I’m fine to keep the peace
But I’m lying through my teeth
And I’m falling into the bitter days
So okay, we’ve all seen bitter, all seen bitter days
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4. |
Mk Summer
04:04
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Dressed up in grey for the day
A war fought in an alien’s body
I’ve a pocket full of opportunities they’re burning through my briefs
But speaking more than pointless pleasantries will char me to debris
But now
Now I find myself in my private hell
Eating smart, drinking clean, kinda living well
But do you remember when we used to love to feel loved
Put space between our moods and thoughts
Keep to keen, before routine
It’s obvious
If you looked. We weren't hooked
With the Earth below and stars above
Shots on screens distort those dreams that all of us
Used to trust
Past glories becoming a tale
The golden age didn’t raise a smile
I’m a wandering troubadour without the back to sleep on floors
And now the act of fighting back can grant the chance to clip our claws and how
But now
Now I find myself in my private hell
Working hard, ditching meat, kinda living well
Dress up, dismayed for the day
A war fought through the plot I embody
I’ve a pocket full of opportunities they’re burning through my briefs
But speaking more than pointless pleasantries will char me to debris hurray
Anyway, these days we never failed
It’s in the filling of our lungs and the chips of our nails
I’ve collapsing stars in the core of my heart
And if I think that we’d survived we could’ve gone far
Right?
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5. |
The Beach
01:22
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You Filthy Dog Sheffield, UK
You Filthy Dog is a bubblegum punk band from Yorkshire. We like harmonies, mean sounding guitars and skeletons.
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