A TEXT POST

What am I thinking?

What am I thinking, does anybody know? Do I know? Everything is wrong, we all know that if we can be arsed to see. Surrounded by such luxury while millions starve and go un sheltered surely that’s got to get to you? 

Hmm, I don’t know, this is humanity, this is life, survival of the fittest men and women should rise or die. Who gives a fuck anyway it is what it is what more can you say? The rich get rich while the poor fight over the scraps of the long day.

Get off me, stop touching me, get off me. Your friendly presence is making me sick. Sink further into this mire of…no not anger…apathy. I don’t care, but I do care I care a great deal. Aren’t I prepared to do the extreme to show just how much I care! 

Aghhhh cut it out, feed it to the worms, cut it out. Love, peace, happiness, we can deal with that and live in a film

No one cares, no one will stop, no one will ever get what we all want. 

A CHAT

You Lovees

  • The heart's a dance that plays in trance,
  • Sometimes up sometimes down
  • Don't know when you feel the ground.
  • And I don't know where we'll end up tonight.
  • It seems to me you seem to be,
  • Totally in control of everything I want to do.
  • And all of a sudden everything seems so crystal blue
  • So beautiful,
  • Just like you
  • The harder you try the further it gets away,
  • The more you hold on the harder it is to stay.
  • I don’t wanna feel like that no more,
  • Come on let’s feel free.
  • It’s half for the love
  • It’s half for the time
  • Trying to take the whole of it
  • But half was mine.
  • It could be for you
  • It could be true
  • But the tired and twisted time of it
  • Was caused by my life.
  • Two halves, Two lines
  • For beers, three wines
  • Feel fine, fine, fine,fine.
  • The heart’s a dance that plays in drum and base
  • Sometimes lost sometimes found,
  • When we will find our place,
  • And I don’t know where we’ll end up tonight.
  • I tried to use the lie, I tried to deny,
  • That we’d come down and everything would feel this real
  • But all of a sudden everything seems so crystal blue
  • So beautiful
  • Only with you.
  • The harder you try the further it gets away.
  • If you’d relax then I’d be here to stay.
  • I don’t wanna feel like that no more,
  • Come on let’s feel free.
  • It’s half for the love
  • It’s half for the time
  • Trying to take the whole of it
  • But half was mine.
  • It could be for you
  • It could be true
  • But the tired and twisted time of it
  • Was caused by my life.
  • Two halves, Two lines
  • For beers, three wines
  • Feel fine, fine, fine,fine.
A TEXT POST

Chapter 1: The Ramblings of A Mass Murderer

By the time you read this you will know my name, you will have judged me and you will hate me.

A TEXT POST

Relax Relapse

I’ve had more hangovers than cups of tea.

The only way to socialise is to be surrounded by the juice,

A city, country, world of training alcoholics.

I’m sure I’m not that bad I have mine with a tonic…or another mix,

Just do mine for the kicks.

I need a tactic a plan to get away,

but it’s hard when you love it…apart from the next day.

I love all my friends, the laughs and the arguments,

Maybe one day we could all move; be part of a regiment.

It’s hard to imagine moving, changing to something totally new,

Who knows if the pining will make it all too blue.

Will it be worse to have tried and failed and moving from one to the next,

Or stay and stray from these thoughts every day,

hoping they’ll just magically stop, all go away.

A quarter life crisis…think this is my fourth,

Though the way this is going, maybe this is the middle.

Go to the country, need to relax 

though it’s worse than the city I’m about to relapse.

A VIDEO

Snippets of our live set at Concrete in London….