It’s hard to draw a heart
Scraping silently, you pick the scars
But you can’t pick who you are
Trembling fingers point to somewhere far
Out of Reach,
Out of focus and weak.
Shame comes cheap, it seems you’re
Suffering from…
Complications,
Complications
Complications
(in the modern world)
It’s hard to find a heart inside of anything
Try to guess the side affects
Loss of friends, and shitty sex
Complications,
Complications
Complications
(in the modern world)
Been learning slowly,
To be good is to be lonely
It’s going numb, from the
Weight of the years yet to come
So fuck without feeling,
Gone before I was leaving
So don’t try to save me, cause baby
You don’t know, where I go…
When I’m afraid, when I’m alone
When I’m afraid, when I’m alone
When I’m afraid, when I’m alone
Not a hero, I’m just unsung.
Not a hero, I’m just unsung.
Not a hero, I’m just out here alone (I’m alone)
supported by 10 fans who also own “Complications (of the Modern World)”
Such a damn shame that this band broke up, but buy the record anyway. A bit of a grungy punk sound with all the pop sensibilities you can fit into 10 tracks. Aj LaGambina