I watched you snort drugs off of Dorian Gray // You used your ID to break the cocaine // You can’t comprehend that that photo won’t age // Keep going this way, you’ll die just the same // How did we think we had it all figured out? // The patterns were there, they just weren’t imposed // This isn’t the person you were meant to become // Reflective of nothing, rejoicing in wrongs // Your indulgence won’t be framed // For you to hide away the shame // Yet you cover the traces // Of your lies and disgraces // And claim that you’ve been absolved // Your indulgence won’t be framed // For you to evade the blame // So you lie to our faces // And expect our embrace when // You’re faced with consequence now // I should—probably learn to walk the walk // Since I—sure as shit talk the talk // When I was still young enough to think I was deep // It carried convenience condemning others for change // But when my life became tainted by the passage of days // A truth was then painted that no brush could portray // One can’t cast upon canvas the past I accused // I’ve since reconciled that relentless dispute // With each passing
day I bear my sins and my scars // Because I’ll fight to grow as
I come to age // Your indulgence won’t be framed // For you to hide away the shame // Yet you cover the traces // Of your lies and disgraces // And claim that you’ve been absolved // Your indulgence won’t be framed // For you to evade the blame // So you lie to our faces // And expect our embrace when // You’re faced with consequence now // I should—probably learn to walk the walk // Since I—sure as shit talk the talk // But at—least I’m trying to change // How is it you get through life thinking you’re deep? // Does it carry convenience to condemn us for change? // If your life were to be painted beyond the confines of days
// The picture would be tainted by all you’ve betrayed // You
still cast upon others the past you accuse // And project upon loved ones that relentless dispute // With each passing day you shun your sins and your scars // Because the rest us grew, but you’ve only aged // Your indulgence won’t be framed // For you to hide away the shame // Yet you cover the traces // Of your lies and disgraces // And claim that you’ve been absolved // Your indulgence won’t be framed // For you to evade the blame // So you lie to our faces // And expect our embrace but // You’re alone with the consequence now
credits
from The Ableist,
released January 22, 2021
Barry Cabrera – Guitar
Stephan Piven – Guitar
Jairus Paulus – Bass
Johnny Chacon – Drums
Paul Scanty – Lead Vocals
BVLVNCE – Vocals
supported by 4 fans who also own “Sybil Vane is Dead (feat. BVLVNCE)”
This is one of those albums where I have a different favourite track every week, and it's been like that since the release that is now a year ago. What a massive album, starting out with fist pumping chants and gradually getting more electro but always with that punk grit attitude. Top 3 of 2023. Gijs van Soest