I was waiting for a moment, but it never quite hit me
I was looking through the sights, but the glasses didn't fit me
I thought it was a matter of simple wrong or right
But truth be told there are no black or whites
I was waiting for a hand, but the glove didn't fit me
I thought I was chosen, but no one ever picked me
And I thought I was different from everyone else
But it turns out I was only kidding myself
It seems the sweetest things in life
Have a way of changing your mind
And the hopes you craved and the dreams you savored
Have a way of explaining your behavior
I was young I was on my own
Thought I was tough enough to face it alone
But as the days rolled back and the years flew by
Seems like I was only wasting my time
I was waiting for the magic, but they never quite tricked me
I thought only a fool could believe so easily
I knew they pulled a rabbit from a hat with two floors
I had to show'em all that I knew the score
I was dressed in my best looking humbled and content
I had an eager flare exuding confidence
But when the count came down to how it oughta be
I was left at the doorway searching for the key
It seems the sweetest things in life
Have a way of changing your mind
And the hopes you craved and the dreams you savored
Have a way of explaining your behavior
I was young I was on my own
Thought I was tough enough to face it alone
But as the days rolled back and the years flew by
Seems like I was only wasting my time
It seems the sweetest things in life
Have a way of changing your mind
And the hopes you craved and the dreams you savored
Have a way of explaining your behavior
I was young I was on my own
Thought I was tough enough to face it alone
But as the days rolled back and the years flew by
Seems like I was only wasting my time
DISCONNECT
"I'm a good girl," she says as I pass her by
But I'm certain that this is a lie
Because good girls don't ever need to try
To sound innocuous
And I question what's running through her head
Is she lonely, hurting or depressed?
Is she tired trying to impress
Thee fictitious void
And I wonder if it's all in my mind
Or maybe it's been this way through all time
I don't when the disconnect set in
But I hope that we can connect again
Scanning through the FM stations
Caught in the same static conversations
With the diligence of the foreign nations
Rattling around my head
Day in, day out, it's the same old drone
The more I hear the more I feel alone
Without a heart to call my home
Yet still I wonder why
And I wonder if it's all in my mind
Or maybe it's been this way through all time
I don't when the disconnect set in
But I hope that we can connect again
The clerk he asks me if he can help
Yet I don't need a thing like everyone else
'Cause there's too much emptiness within my house
To fill fictitious voids
And I wonder if it's all in my mind
Or maybe it's been this way through all time
I don't when the disconnect set in
But I hope that we can connect again
And I wonder if it's all in my mind
Or maybe it's been this way through all time
I don't when the disconnect set in
But I hope that we can connect again...
Dark but designed to move you, this Dallas group uses menacing synths and popping live drum to make heavily rhythmic post-punk. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 13, 2019