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Grave Digger
03:00
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I feel I've hit my stride
Awake and so alive
I found a band that has girls that come out to our shows
Dolled up in tiny dresses
High heeled, oh so impressive
I get why everyone's been talking it up
'cause I've been thinking about
Digging a hole
To bury myself
Up to my nose
And see if that could even slow me down 'cause i know
Lately being myself feels a lot like getting old
And that's okay with me I think we have it all figured out
With our none sense and substance abuse
Behind it all we really are such rad dudes
Tomorrow we'll be old news
'cause I've been thinking about
Digging a hole
To bury myself
Up to my nose
And see if that could even slow me down 'cause i know
Lately being myself feels a lot like getting old
After all is said and done
I'm shaking hands with everyone
But I don't know a single person's name
I'm up for anything tonight
Under the sun or city lights
I'm fuckin' wasted but not wasting away
'cause I've been thinking about
Digging a hole
To bury myself
Up to my nose
And see if that could even slow me down 'cause i know
Lately being myself feels a lot like getting old
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It's the 90's, Kid
02:49
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Your thoughts are rotting from the inside out
Instead of lying and distorting my attitude, I'd rather degrade myself
'cause I find solace in the fact that I'm
Offensive to all human kind
For just a couple words I said in a song about my life and times
Tell me what I'm supposed to be
What my own words are supposed to mean
So you can tell your hipster friends that you're over being scene
Maybe I should be more routine or
Try not to be so obscene
Or maybe sing some lyrics I wrote when I was fourteen
I've said it
Over and over
I've fallen right out of touch
I can't get this
Load off my shoulders
The words don't make sense much but I get it
I can see that you're on to me and my
Little touch of misogyny
But it's hard to find the part where I had a bad time feeling good
'cause it's rough when you over look things
Tough times and double bookings
I guess my misanthropic rants were just misunderstood
I've said it
Over and over
I've fallen right out of touch
I can't get this
Load off my shoulders
The words don't make sense much but I get it
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Lions
03:21
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I can't stand to listen to this never ending fight
And the perception that you're only living for what's right
You've got my stomach churning in disgust
To these mindless affirmations
If you've found a better place you say
Then walk on towards that light
You are not concerned with anyone but yourselves
You are not concerned with anyone but yourselves
You are not concerned with anyone but yourselves
You are no concern to me
You say you're holy for the values you instill
I call it asinine to follow blind at will
A definition of what's right, what's wrong
From a story book outdated
If you've found a better place you say
I hope you feel fulfilled
You are not concerned with anyone but yourselves
You are not concerned with anyone but yourselves
You are not concerned with anyone but yourselves
You are no concern to me
Let's have it out
Right here, right now
Don't pass the blame around
For once accept yourself
Let's have it out
Right here, right now
Don't pass the blame around
For once accept yourself
Let's have it out
Right here, right now
Don't pass the blame around
For once accept yourself
You are not concerned with anyone but yourselves
You are not concerned with anyone but yourselves
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I've been living my life the fun way
J.D nights, Sinatra Sunday's
Waking up and feeling rough but I still got all my friends
Every street in my mind's a one way
Maybe I'll grow up ya someday
Or maybe not, cause I'm still caught up, fine here until then
And everything I said was sure as hell bullshit
The presence of mind to make all of the words fit my
Tall tales of the open road
Where we've been driving for hours and we're still nowhere we know
And I've been
Contemplating if I'll ever go home
'cause every bone in my body says pack your shit and just go
So I will
The places that we went
Not breaking as we bent
The dark dingy basements
It's worth every damn cent
And everything I said was sure as hell bullshit
The presence of mind to make all of the words fit my
Tall tales of the open road
Where we've been driving for hours and we're still nowhere we know
And I've been
Contemplating if I'll ever go home
'cause every bone in my body says pack your shit and just go
So I will
Through the best of times and worst of binds
The shortest tempers and longest lines
I stick it out cause on the other side
I know I've got some friends of mine
Through the best of times and worst of binds
The shortest tempers and longest lines
I stick it out cause on the other side
I know I've got some friends of mine
Through the best of times and worst of binds
The shortest tempers and longest lines
I stick it out cause on the other side
I know I've got some friends of mine
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Boy Castle Thunder Bay, Ontario
Boy Castle is a 5 piece Pop-Punk group hailing from the true north, strong & free.
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