1. |
Sorry State
03:22
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I wake up and I feel useless again,
I lie in this bed with all these negative thoughts in my head
I've been drinking and spilling my guts,
and I never eat or sleep enough
When the alcohol leaves my veins I swear my mind feels the same,
I need a change
I set out the other day to try, to try, to change my ways,
But I woke up again in another sorry state
When the sun is out I'll stay in with the curtains drawn and the sunlight off my skin,
I won't change a thing
When the alcohol leaves my veins I swear my mind feels the same,
I need a change
Return all the days I've wasted where I would spend them wasted,
and they'd never be replaced
He said take all the money you spend and put it towards the music you make my friend,
You'll be happier in the end
Because it's worth it so much more than empty bottles and sleeping on a strangers floor
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2. |
Way of Life
03:24
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I fucking hate the rain and waiting for trains,
Being forgotten and being replaced
I'm losing faith in everyone I know
I'm so tired of this British weather and trains in the morning,
And I oh so long for days less boring
The years go fast and the days go slow,
Is this all I'll ever know?
I won't be chained to this way of life,
I won't forget to do it right
Is this all I'm born to do, is this all I have to lose
Same routine everyday, I'm forever in this way
I worry about my mental state and every thought going round in my brain,
I can't help the way I am
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3. |
Call to Arms
03:22
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I'm out of money and I don't think it's funny,
That the world is run by something someone put on paper
I'm playing shows and growing old - one thing I love and one thing I loathe,
Desires divide my heart and my mind but I don't mind at all
This is all my call to arms,
Nothing will bring me down
Oh I know, I know the world keeps turning
I gave up and sold my soul and now my bones feel cold,
I've been chasing dreams and insurance it seems
to find my way before I get old,
Desires divide my heart and my mind but I don't mind at all
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4. |
Tired Eyes
04:36
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I feel the frustration burning inside of me,
I'm turning in to someone I don't want to be
Everything's going wrong since I've lost my home,
I bury myself in all the time I spend alone
Get these tired eyes home,
Cause I've been gone for far too long
It's been so long since I've seen my mother and I'm tired of living in the shadow of my brother,
I'm just another lost child here
The bottle keeps calling my name and oh it's such a shame,
If this is all I'm damned to be I won't be around to see my life go my way
Get these tired eyes home,
Cause I've been gone for far too long
and I miss all the faces time has erased,
So get these tired eyes home
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Best of Enemies Croydon, UK
UK rock band 'Best of Enemies' / BBC Introducing's 'Top Picks of 2016' / Slam Dunk South 'Top 5 Breakout
Artist'.
"Broody, emotional music, with hooks you could land a whale with." - Alex Baker, Kerrang! Radio
"Newcomers Best Of Enemies definitely show a maturity to their writing style, with huge choruses and soaring melodies" - Shout It Loud Reviews.
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