I’m withering away
Stumbling through every day
It gets so tiring
Always fighting
Staring at the wall
I won’t return your call
Second guesses
Nervous wreckage
I’m skin and bone
Maybe that’s why
I’m always cold
Knees are weak cause I can never eat
It’s miserable
I’m withering away
Stumbling through every day
It gets so tiring
Always fighting
Staring at the wall
I won’t return your call
Second guesses
Nervous wreckage
So what am I to do?
Nothing makes me want to
Get out of my bed
Don’t want to think
Or use my head
What am I supposed to do?
I’m withering away
Stumbling through every day
It gets so tiring
Always fighting
Staring at the wall
I won’t return your call
Second guesses
Nervous wreckage
Withering away
Withering away
A very unique addition to the PUP discography that brings a multitude of new sounds compared to previous works, not bad by any means, just a little different.
Go see them live, chaotic. Shmoob
viscerally affected by covid, this album has a less optimistic but more accepting message than the previous. it reaches the heart of my experience (and others'?) in a cathartic and depressing acknowledgement. it's nice to know you feel the same niq
From the first deadened cowbell to the last dissonant guitar interval, Dutch quartet Geo's new record is shaped for impact. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 25, 2024