1. |
Eaten Alive
04:12
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They like your scent, like your skin,
Like the body that you’re in,
Want to know the flavor of your eyes.
Think it’s a joke, think it’s a game,
They’re remembering your name
And how it looks next to a side of fries, on the menu!
Don’t let your guard down, boy!
They’re scheming all the time,
They’ll treat you like their toy,
You’ll be screaming when they eat you alive.
I got away, barely saved
From a grim and early grave
In the belly of a group of men.
They chewed me up, spit me out,
Didn’t like the way I taste,
So I got to keep my life again, don’t fuck around!
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2. |
Two Ears One Mouth
01:29
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You’re not listening!
What did I just say?
You’re not listening!
Shut your fucking mouth!
Nobody’s listening
Except to their own words,
Shut up and listen!
Two ears, one mouth.
You’re not listening!
What did I just say?
Still not listening!
Shut your fucking mouth!
Nobody’s listening
Except to their own words,
Shut up and listen!
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3. |
Sick Medicine
04:01
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Face twisted as his head turned grotesquely,
It was stuck to one side,
This is supervised medicine, brains fried,
Guinea pigs for new drugs.
“Inhale, exhale”, then different meds,
So many drugs, so little time,
What if he dies tonight?
What do we do about this sick medicine?
We can’t have empathy without experience,
What do we do about this sick medicine?
Can’t have treatment without commonality.
Terrified of weaning off a magic pill, “no side effects”!
Hey doc, I‘d like to see you try the wicked shit,
Trying to be empathetic.
Said I wouldn’t stay sober without a dose,
Take a look at me now!
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4. |
Pulpit
03:36
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You think you know the only truth,
You shun the evils of this world
While you turn a blind eye to what you do,
Don’t you know they can see?
Feel what you feel, it’s not my place to judge,
But stay away from me with your hypocrisy,
If I want to know “His” grace,
I’ll tell you to your face.
You don’t always have to be right,
We are only humans after all,
You’re not divine, there’s no need to pick a fight,
Do us a favor, leave it at your pulpit.
You lack perspective and your motives repulse me,
I see plain ignorance and negativity.
What happened to the love you often preach about?
Did it fly out the window along with your doubt?
You say I’m going down, (woah)
But will you be around? (woah)
You’re not God! (woah)
Don’t lay your hands on me! (woah)
And when I tell you no, (woah)
You just won’t go. (woah)
You are a parasite, (woah)
So leave it at your pulpit!
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5. |
Leave Me Alone
03:31
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You wasted my time,
I cannot let this go,
You know I gave my heart and soul, you know, you know.
You act like an amateur,
Making excuses for your flakiness.
You thought I’d just lay down,
Backtrack from were I’ve been,
And now you’re making moves with him.
So let’s just wrap this up,
And don’t even ask me to wish you well.
I’m so done with all your bullshit,
Leave me alone.
You have fun with all your new shit,
Leave me alone.
One time, yeah, I had fun,
When everyone was in,
It felt like something fresh again,
Until the next excuse,
Wasting my time, I thought man,
What’s the use?
And you get your hopes up,
Then it just falls apart,
And you almost regret the start.
So now let’s just move on,
I’ll play my part and we’ll be on our way.
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6. |
Law and Order
04:14
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Locked and loaded,
Ready to kill,
Take no prisoners,
Fire at will.
Cause we’re the good guys,
Protect and serve,
Stop resisting,
Or get what you deserve.
Law and order’s got you scared for your life,
Law and order’s got you scarred for life.
Choke on my baton,
Feel my spray,
Getting off on power,
Do as I say.
Cause we’re the good guys,
We know what’s best,
Obey our law,
Or be like the rest.
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7. |
Cynicism
03:29
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Could you both be right?
Could you all be wrong?
You’re so sure, you’re so sure,
You’re so fucking sure.
Division is the key,
Separate you and me,
We can dehumanize, demonize, devalue.
We’re all hypocrites,
And we just want to hate,
It’s human nature to make sense of things.
I’m so sick of it, there’s no empathy,
No compassion, motherfucker!
There’s no validity in your enemy.
Admitting you’re a human?
The I’d have to care!
I’d have to walk a ways, walk a ways in your shoes,
But I can’t admit that your thoughts are fair,
Cause then I’d have to take a look at myself.
I’m not trying to be a Socrates,
I’m just telling you what I see,
I’m not trying to be a Socrates,
Can I really tell you about it?
You’re either with us or against us.
Maybe I’m too empathetic, apathetic.
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8. |
Lust Song
04:11
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I can’t write a love song
Cause I’ve never been in love,
And I’m not in any rush,
But I can write a lust song,
And I don’t feel any shame to say
That I’d like to try you on.
Cause when I see your tattoos
And the dreadlocks down your back,
I gotta do a triple take.
And even more than all that,
When you open your smartass mouth
And talk some shit to me,
It makes me think, it makes me sink.
I’m often disappointed
And I get bored easily, I’m not proud to say.
I don’t want your submission,
I just want a connection,
Surprise me, I want to be blown away.
Cause when I see your tattoos
And the dreadlocks down your back,
I get shy, I’ve got to turn away.
And even more than all that,
When you laugh it’s full of
Sex and pain and everything I love.
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9. |
Invisible
04:51
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Something’s missing from my spirit,
So I shrink inside myself
And dream of nostalgic days,
Times that will never be had again,
I’m haunted by my own mind,
There’s nothing to relieve this ache.
Used to drown in deep ponds of poison,
And now I wallow in my shallow existence,
Full of broken dreams and empty promises,
It’s the same as it ever was, void and endless.
Life beats my spirit down,
But something inside won’t let it die,
Kill me or love me,
Don’t just walk on by.
Can’t stand to be another jaded one,
Spiritual death, zombies aren’t fiction,
Pain makes us eat each other alive.
I may as well be the king of the cynics,
My caustic words will turn you out,
This is what we’ve become.
I’d rather be a plant!
Wish I could go down in a rock and roll fashion,
But reality’s got me in its grip.
May not become everything I want to,
But at least I can do this shit.
I work a dead end job, and I feel useless,
I do my best, but I’m still underpaid and undervalued.
I’ll be playing music till I die,
Nothing else in this world means as much to me.
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10. |
They Sell We Buy
03:37
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Controversy and negativity,
Good news is ignored,
Instigate a violent society,
Racism, hate crime, never unity.
Blood spilled for personal beliefs,
Whatever happened to agree to disagree?
Big religion, choose the right one,
Differences of opinion still a problem.
Media sees a story,
Story in the making,
National syndication,
The kind that separates.
Zero tolerance nation,
Become so soft.
Everyone’s offended,
Start another cause.
Who marries who doesn’t matter too,
Nor does a flag.
Angry decisions, ignorant outcomes.
Ties that bind critically weak,
Future’s starting to look bleak
For the great United States,
We’ve been digging our own graves.
Separation drives our need,
News networks need it to feed,
Blind from staring at the sun,
Poor solutions, loaded guns.
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11. |
Oblivion
02:47
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Succession of days,
Procession of misery,
I cling to small comforts
To ease the pain.
Sometimes a long, dull ache
Feels worse than a shock,
And this particular ache
Feels like it’s lifelong.
Internal, eternal,
Feelings inspiring guilt,
I guess sanity is a process,
I’m not meant to know the deal,
Insanity, insanity,
What else is a longing for death?
And if not death, and if not death,
Maybe oblivion.
No more oblivion.
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12. |
Suffocation
04:19
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Now I’m not sure I know where I belong,
Got one foot in quicksand
And the other’s falling off,
My brain jumps and obsesses everyday,
Constantly about the things
I don’t know if I can change.
Just “take it easy, take it easy”, they say,
But I’m not taking anything,
I’m just giving it all away,
Cause I don’t want to feel like shit anymore,
Let me out motherfucker,
Take the bolt off the door.
Spent too much time
Thinking things were gonna change,
But I really should be focusing
On doing my thing.
One thing’s for certain,
I’m not gonna quit,
I’ve got too much invested
To bail out on this shit.
We don’t wanna stay here,
Give myself a break here,
Feeling so displaced here.
Suffocation.
Motherfucker, get the fuck out my way,
Cause you know I ain’t got time to juggle haters today.
You make me sick the way you criticize,
Smiling to my face, you hide behind your disguise.
I need good people in my life and that’s a fact,
Not some fucker who can’t wait
To put a knife in my back.
My friends are there for me when times get rough,
And they know when to tell my fucking ass “enough”.
We don’t wanna stay here,
We don’t wanna take it now
Give myself a break here,
Spinning out, crashing down,
Feeling so displaced here,
Cannot take this shit no more.
Suffocation.
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Glenrose Hampton, Virginia
Glenrose is an original DIY power trio that formed in June 2015 in Hampton, Virginia. Their themes include internal struggle and sociopolitical unrest.
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