THERE’S NOTHING I CAN DO, NOTHING I CAN SAY
PULL THE PLUG, DROP THE HAMMER, TURN THE PAGE, WALK AWAY
MY HOLLOW RIGHTS, I WATCH DECAY
EVER GROWING LESS AMUSED, PASSION TURNS TO SELF ABUSE
I DON’T WANT TO CARE, ABUSE MY BODY
I DON’T WANT TO THINK, ABUSE MY SOUL
I FEEL NO ATTACHMENT TO THIS WORLD WHERE I’M LIVING
ALL OF MY FRIENDS ARE DEAD ANYWAY
I FEEL NO CONNECTION TO THOSE WHO KEEP SPITTING
OPINIONS LIKE VOMIT AS IF I SHOULD CARE
PUT ME TO BED, I WANT TO KEEP DREAMING
OF A PLACE WITH NO HATRED, NO PAIN OR DESPAIR
A GUN TO MY HEAD, I’LL KEEP ON DREAMING
I’LL FADE AWAY AND NO ONE WILL CARE
MY BODY MEANS NOTHING, ITS ONLY A VESSEL
TO CARRY MY SOUL, THAT’S SICK OF BELIEVING
IN A DREAM THAT MEANS NOTHING, I FADE AWAY
A DREAM OF EXISTING, I FADE AWAY
I AM NOTHING
Deaf Club eschew their usual harsh grind MO for moodier textures on this Killing Joke cover, benefiting Fair Fight through 1/4/2021. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 22, 2020