Well,
sometimes I try to hard to break down
the walls that surround me, that keep me compound
and I don't like these way these walls look at me
The refuse to stop staring, they're watching me bleed
from my eyes and my chest, more specific my heart
like I was cut by the girl who finally got smart
Well I'm just a lazy, damn, dirty, ol' dog
Who can't find no way to just get along
Well someday these walls will descend upon me
And I'm sure you will find me in the rubble beneath
some will be smilin', some stricken with grief
but some how I know when I go it will be
A relief
Well,
just so you know I'm beginning to melt
I know you wont notice so I thought I would tell
And I do not like the stain left of myself
I look over at you and bubble for help
but you have been deaf since you was thirteen
Since you first got attention for being real mean
And you don't like the traces left of yourself
inside men and in art and left on your shelf
You're a heart bandit a low-down love thief
and I know when you go it will be
a relief
You scrape my knee you can bet
That Ima scrape yours
and you brake my heart you can bet
that I'ma take yours
and I know you better
then you know me
So dont pretend like you got
something to hang on me
Well
I waited and baited and landed some hooks
And I aint no angler but I've written some books
about tragity and heartbreak and Indy rock clubs
they'd be well written if I could find the right drugs
but my muse she runs from me so I write with my blood
and I hope that Its something that you will all love
but someday I know that I'll run outta juice
Yeah I'll shrivel up and be made into boots
so I can keep runnin farther from home
with me and my sister, me and my clone
and one day we gonna find us some teeth
and we'll kick em out and you know it'll be
a relief
Well you
Scrape my knee
you can bet
That Ima scrape yours
and You
Break my heart
You can bet
I'ma take yours
And I know you
Better
then you know me
So dont pretend
Like ya got
Something
to hang on me
Well its dark and I'm hungry I'm tired, its cold
and I aint no man who does easily fold
yeah I been to hell and I seen satans faceHe looked into me and said hes savin me a place
cause I've been dead since I was 16
since I took the life of every last human being
Yeah they were all cryin but it was a relief
cause now that now that there gone there will finially be
some peace
-Weston Ball
credits
from Parasite You,
released July 12, 2016
Weston:Vocals/Guitar
Zach: Bass
Darren: Guitar
Dan: Drums
Katie: Vocals
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