Death Of A Lifetime

by The Angry Seed

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released November 23, 2013

Guitars: James Hartley
Bass: Joe Burwell
Drums: Vince Brown

Produced by Lazarus Audio
Engineered by Vince Brown, Chip Charlesworth and Tanashe Garande
Recorded at Electric Mayhem, Lazarus Audio and No Mans Land
2013

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Track Name: Willing Victim
I didn't mean to make such a mess
I tried to keep the bloodstains of her dress
I'm sure you're right it's not you, it's me
And I don't need your apology

Here I am, your willing victim
The one who was down when you kicked him
There I go, your willing victim
Dead inside, never showing a symptom

I'm sure you only meant to rip out my heart
It must have been an accident when you tore it apart
I'm sure you're right, this ones my fault
But I won't make a sound when you rub the salt into my wounds

Here I am, your willing victim
The one who was down when you kicked him
There I go, your willing victim
Dead inside, never showing a symptom

Now I'm tired, tired of your shit
What a fucking waste of time, I wish we'd never met

Here I am, your willing victim
The one who was down when you kicked him
There I go, your willing victim
Dead inside, never showing a symptom
Track Name: Dead Man's Boots
The midnight oil is burning out
And I'm sighing alone
Not a clue where she is
This place just ain't home

The midnight oil is leaking out
And I'm dying alone
Come along back to me
Before I'm gone

They might as well sew my mouth shut
Push needles in my eyes
Fill my ears with concrete
Drain my tear ducts dry
She feels so close to me

Keep me waiting for the longest time
Out of my own mind
Worried about your wherabouts
I just need to hear your voice
I need that needle in my veins

They might as well sew my mouth shut
Push needles in my eyes
Fill my ears with concrete
Drain my tear ducts dry
She feels so close to me

Yet so far away
God send her back to me
Cos it's cloudy everyday
That she's not near to me

They might as well sew my mouth shut
Push needles in my eyes
Fill my ears with concrete
Drain my tear ducts dry
She feels so far away
Track Name: Beautiful Blues
Beautiful blues
The ones I feel when you stare
Straight through
Invisible to you

What's the use
I've got those beautiful blues

Bittersweet hell
The smiles we'd share and the stories that we tell
Bittersweet hell
The smiles we'd share and the stories that we tell

Eyes locked like glue
Our fondness grew
Despite those beautiful blues

If only I knew
You wanted me too
Then I'd lose my beautiful blues

Bittersweet hell
The smiles we'd share and the stories that we tell
Bittersweet hell
The smiles we'd share and the stories that we tell

Blue eyes blue, I fear I'm going to lose
My mind in your eyes
If this is the way, it's going to be
Where it's him instead of me

Bittersweet hell
The smiles we'd share and the stories that we tell
I stormed the gates of hell
To see you smile and write more stories to tell
Track Name: Light At The End Of The Tunnel (Burned Our Years Ago)
Hope became hopeless
As the blind lead the blind
We all felt so alive
Around killing time

We all stopped smiling
As they bought an end to the fun
The daily grind and 9 to 5
Eclisped the sun

The light at the end of the tunnel
Burned out years ago
When the average pace of life
Became so painfully slow
Hold on tight
While we say goodnight
To the world as we know it

The revellers were kicked out the door
Every ounce of joy was stamped into the floor
Parade wagons ground to a halt
As she made sure I knew this was my fault

The light at the end of the tunnel
Burned out years ago
When the average pace of life
Became so painfully slow
Hold on tight
While we say goodnight
To the world as we know it

The light at the end of the tunnel
Burned out years ago
When you left me
Life ground to a halt
Hold on tight when we say goodnight
To the world as we know it
Track Name: Trauma Season
Take the phone off the hook
I don't give a fuck
If this is your first time

If you can't take blood
Then maybe you should
Find a job outside of crime

Make sure we're stocked
Shotguns cocked
The police are on their way

Hear the sirens wail
Time we set sail
To our place out in the woods

I'm sure she needed that like a hole in the head
Or a butchers knife to the back
I'm sure he needs this like a poison kiss
They're better off dead, with a brain full of lead

Just for reference
We don't have a preference
On who wants who to die

Plastic sheeting
Noose from the ceiling
Clean and cover up

Don't pay us late
We won't discriminate
Toward your murderous needs

Stop the car
Grab a spade
It's time to dig a shallow grave

I'm sure she needed that like a hole in the head
Or a butchers knife to the back
I'm sure he needs this like a poison kiss
They're better off dead, with a brain full of lead

It's a pleasure to work with you
Don't you think we make the perfect team
It's a pleasure to kill with you
The most beautiful murder that I've ever seen

I'm sure she needed that like a hole in the head
Or a butchers knife to the back
I'm sure he needs this like a poison kiss
They're better off dead, with a brain full of lead
Track Name: Houdini
The moon creeps out
As the rain falls down
Your tail lights fade out
As you hit the edge of town
This is goodbye

The sky cracks open
And so do my eyes
The last words spoken
Were go to hell and die
And die

You always were second only to Houdini
Without a care, especially about me
Now it's done, or so you say
This is goodbye, I pray

Your possessions apparent only by the spots
Where the sunlight never ever got
To shine

Am I lonely or am I in shock
Cos for this one I am left to lock
And load

You always were second only to Houdini
Without a care, especially about me
Now it's done, or so you say
This is goodbye, I pray

You always were second only to Houdini
Without a care, especially about me
Now it's done, or so you say
This is goodbye, I pray
Track Name: Change
It's a shame when you complain that your phone is out of date
When you could be some poor bastard living on the street
Who's chasing round the gutter just to find something to eat
Begging for change

It's a shame when you complain about your mum and dad
The ones who feed and clothe you, the ones some wish they had
The ones who freeze at night with no roof over their head
Begging for change

Cos it's a privilege you have
To stand right there and say
You need the things in life
But don't expect to pay
You're over privileged
And under disciplined
To you the value of money, doesn't mean a thing

It's a crime all the times you can't afford to drink
Enough to make you throwup and spit it in the sink
But for even one second, do you even fucking think
About the change

It's a travesty that sometimes people will say no
And you will scream you hate them and that you would wish they'd go
To hell and they would suffer a fate there down below
You never change

Cos it's a privilege you have
To stand right there and say
You need the things in life
But don't expect to pay
You're over privileged
And under disciplined
To you the value of money, doesn't mean a thing

Think of the kids without their parents
The suffering without a surgeon
The homeless man who you walk past
Who sleeps among the dirt and grass
But you skip past them like a stone
When you demand your car or phone
I'd like to see you out there alone
Begging for change

Cos it's a privilege you have
To stand right there and say
You need the things in life
But don't expect to pay
You're over privileged
And under disciplined
To you the value of money, doesn't mean a thing
Track Name: Living Dead
I'm broken and I'm letting you down
Outspoken of how I'm not proud

Can't you see it's just life's little test
Can't you see it's just life's little game
Wouldn't be fun if everything stayed the same

Confiding how you wish you were dead
Deciding what to try next
We're here, just pick up the phone
But it's worthless now that you're gone

Can't you see it's just life's little test
Can't you see it's just life's little game
Wouldn't be fun if everything stayed the same

if you let it life'll kill you from the core

Can't you see it's just life's little test
Can't you see it's just life's little game
Wouldn't be fun if everything stayed the same
Track Name: Bermuda
I can see it from the starboard bow
Smell it like milk gone sour
Your moodswings are coming in again

I can taste it like a sour lemon
Like an angel falling down from heaven
As the radio goes down again

Your voice starts to crack like thunder
Pulling my poor lifeboat under
As the water starts to fill my lungs
As I sank down we sang

Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

I can feel it like a storm brewing
Like a bone interrupting chewing
You want your space again

The target of your ignorance
Where I don't even get the chance
To have my way or say

Your voice starts to crack like thunder
Pulling my poor lifeboat under
As the water starts to fill my lungs
As I sank down we sang

Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Suddenly theres a racket, close my eyes grab my life jacket
As you reignite the airwaves again

Your voice starts to crack like thunder
Pulling my poor lifeboat under
As the water starts to fill my lungs
As I sank down we sang

Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh