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I feel sick tonight

Nothing is more entertaining,
Than fuckin’ with words and their arrangement,
Every syllable can rhyme,
If you will afford the time,
But now I’ll leave it there alright,
And simply declare,

I feel sick tonight.

I feel sick tonight.

I’m seeing them tomorrow night and my excitement has been diminished somewhat by discovering that the latest album is a bit shit. I’ve also now watched enough youtube videos of their earlier albums that it’s going to be really disappointing if they mainly play their new stuff.

Though this has grown on me after listening to it a few times:

(“And suture wounds and tumours with dark humour mixed with hubris” – catchy, no?)

But this is when I fell in love with their music:

I often wonder if I’d miss you,
And still have the urge to kiss you,
If an issue was to hit through
To this heart that now feels disused,
And said issue was too big to just ignore
And I walked out on you?

The chances are I’d fall apart
And suffer seizures of the heart
As my chest begins to smart
The very second have to part
I want to go back to the start
But then again, maybe I’d just feel new.

Maybe I’d get my life on track
And start to focus my attack
On all the things my life just lacks
And start to claw my passion back
Instead of living like a hack,
Half-committed, half-relaxed
I’d have nothing to lose

There’s a weight over me today
It’s something I have to say
Love you too much to leave
Don’t like you enough to stay

I guess lately I’ve had too much time to think
And yeah, way too much drink
When paper meets the ink
Overthinking is the chink in my armour
That’s just what I do
And I’ve always been that way, forever questioning each day and every plea that’s made that maybe
when I lay my busy mind will make me prove by finding problems and reasons
that might not even be true.

And this is one of the best fan videos I’ve ever seen:

I will not move, I will not change
I will not bend or play their games
I will stand tall with a full frame
I will take pride I will stake a claim

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