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Tight Six
01:14
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You best believe you’re guilty
Listen up man, here’s your chance
Try a little self-awareness
Show some pride
Some class
You fuckin’ namby-pamby
Mom’s not here to save your ass
You can ask her for advice
The next time she drops off the rent
Your act is paper thin
We can see right through you
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2. |
Normal
01:59
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Im so fuckin’ normal
So fuckin’ wasted
So fuckin’ over
This whole fuckin’ scene
But I’m stuck
And I’m asking for trouble
When I ask anyone I know for help
They love me so much
They’re afraid of what
I might do myself
And I’m too self aware
For the good of my mental health
And I’ve been running scared
Down the path of least resistance
Away from help
Not to get lost, or to change the subject
I just want the truth, I’m so tired of lies
Remember when they said
I’d get better?
Did it make you smile?
I admire that drive
So go back, go back, go back to when you lost me
And try to decide what you’d do if you caught me
So go back, go back, go back to when you lost me
And I’m too self aware
For the good of my mental health
And I’ve been running scared
Down the path of least resistance
Away from help
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3. |
Street Sharks
01:21
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Tell me how do you get what you want and stay happy
Sacrifice for friends and stay complete
Is there room for all your friends (your friends)
Where your dreams should be (no way)
How the hell do you get what you want
And stay happy
Tell me how do you justify your blind belief
Say that you accept all
But you’re giving me grief
Is there room for rationality
(In the space that your god keeps)
Tell me how do you justify
Your blind belief
And I think I’m getting close to knowing the score
(Yeah, I think I’m getting close but I’m really not sure)
Will I be a person who knows
(How to get what you want and stay happy)
Well, I really hope so
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4. |
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I’ve done it!
Full on stereotype
Bottle of Paddy’s just to sleep at night
Lacking vision
Lacking fight
And the liquor store on Bay Parkway
Has part-time clerks that know my name, yeah
Slurring words
Stumble to my place
I never meant to get this old
(I’m good for nothing, truth be told)
My youth was bottled, tagged, and sold
I never meant to get this old
Some make plans, I know I don’t
What is my role?
Man I don’t know
I get it!
All those songs they wrote
About their friends having babies
And buying homes
And it’s not funny man
It’s not a joke
And the things that used to work for me
Have become liabilities
Littering my history
With a list of enemies, yeah
I never meant to get this old
(I’m good for nothing, truth be told)
My youth was bottled, tagged, and sold
I never meant to get this old
Some make plans, I know I don’t
What is my role?
Man I don’t know
I never meant to get this old
(I’m good for nothing, truth be told)
My youth was bottled, tagged, and sold
I never meant to get this old
Some make plans, I know I don’t
Man all I know
Is fuck your roles
Where’d the time go?
Man I don’t know
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5. |
When I Mattered
02:00
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Show me something I can use
A little trick
A clever ruse
Something that will keep them all confused
'Cause I’ve been spending all my time
Passed out on the floor at night
Days spent
To impress you
Do you remember when I mattered?
When I cared?
When I had the whole world weeks ago
Before I got so scared
When I mattered
When I cared
When I had them all fooled weeks ago
Before I go so scared
So please slow down
I’ll catch up if you let me
Don’t give up on me now
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6. |
Echo Chamber
04:40
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Open up with a joke
You’re gonna be a star
But we all know that one
We’ve heard it a thousand times
You might lose yourself in all of this
Yeah, you might lose it but
You’ll fit right in
Safe inside my echo chamber
I might let you inside
(Lock myself up so tight, Never go outside)
Welcome to my echo chamber
Let’s sit and wait to die
(Never asked for any of this, we don’t owe them an explaination)
No more conflict
I need assurance
I need a break from actually conference
I might lose myself in all of this
If I was dead though
Please don’t let me know
Safe inside my echo chamber
I might let you inside
(Lock myself up so tight, Never go outside)
Welcome to my echo chamber
Let’s sit and wait to die
(We never asked for any of this, we don’t owe them a single fucking thing)
I don’t need anyone’s opinions
I’ll lose some, almost win some
I know I’m right
I might win the fucking lotto
At the bottom of a bottle
I know I’m right
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7. |
Wastoid
01:44
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You say I’ve got a problem
Well, I say you’ve got one too
My nature failed your nurture
and here’s the roles we’ve grown into
I will resolve to close my eyes
Wait for you all to fade away
You know I’m not one to complain
(There is a place)
Between burn the fucking world and take your place
And I’ll remain
A wastoid on display
You call it nihilism
I say I care more than you do
You say I’m just a burn out
OK I’ll give that one to you
At first I was convinced I really cared
Now I realize I fucking don’t
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8. |
Elevator Dings
02:22
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It’s fucking useless
Like a conversation in an elevator
You’re concentrated on the act
You can be yourself later
Surrounded all day long
By sycophantic bullshit inbred morons
Try not to think about the fact:
It’s what you spend all of your time on
I’ve no right to judge you
And I know it’s a cliche
You can’t take it with you
So don’t let it take you away
Walk in and they’re all up in your face
Saying good morning
How can one person be so
Aggressively boring
Face down on the desk in the afternoon
Sneak off to the bathroom for two hours
If you can’t see them then they can’t see you
Don't lose yourself
Don't lose yourself
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9. |
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Flick your wrist and ash on me again
I’ve gotten used to the pain
Feels like an old friend
I won’t flinch as the needle breaks skin
I’m loving now my medicine
And used to withdrawalin’
Chapter ten
The hero enters again
He looks the same, and acts the same
But no longer gives a shit
We’ll do this all again
It’s getting so embarrassing
When will we use our heads?
The curtain will arrive
(And I’m ok with that)
I feel it coming closer now
(And now we can’t go back)
What will I decide?
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10. |
On The Run
02:27
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Keep the engine running
Try not to look suspicious
In and out, grab the loot
Nobody needs to get hurt
Act casual
As you break the register
Grab everything and run
Act casual
I never felt comfortable holding a gun
But Ive been pushed too hard, now I’m the run
Somebody called the cops, make a beeline for the door
This is what I get for wanting more
Act casual
As you break the register
Grab everything and run
I’ve been pushed too far
Make a beeline for the door
I never felt comfortable holding a gun
I think we tripped the alarm
I hope nobodies seen my face
I always knew one day that they’d come for me
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11. |
Rorschach
00:39
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Who will be
The first to speak
Against police brutality
Who can you trust
Where do you start
When everyone’s a fucking narc
You’re just a pig
Your skin’s not blue
The brave and bold
Don’t have to tell you
That they’re brave, or bold
Who will watch the Watchmen?
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12. |
All The Wrong Strings
03:50
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A smarter person than me one day
Said they didn’t always have the right words to say
But the feeling deep inside my chest
The one that will not let me rest
Says the world could be so much better
But I digress
Its not that I know
The right thing to do
Its that letting ourselves be scared
Is what lead us to
Hey,
I’m not allowed to feel that way
They don’t like it, I can’t help it
I don’t mean to be so selfish
Hey,
I’m not allowed to feel that way
Im not tone deaf, I can hear it
Heartbeat of
Revolution’s spirit
So carry on do we
And we end up arguing
Even though we agree
But time spent fighting
Is time well spent
As long as it’s not to circumvent
The other person. but the establishment
They’re gonna have to learn to live with it
If they don’t like it
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Sketchy New York
Sketchy was formed in 2013 in a Brooklyn apartment. They've since gone on to play festivals such as Punk Rock Bowling, The Fest, Pouzza Fest, Punk Island, and more!
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