Hate - Mountain Man

Bright lights and blurred sights

Unrested, lost faith, holy shit this sour taste is keeping me from everything

Your happiness and fucking success

Unkept, no faith this awful state I can’t escape is keeping me from living

without this pain

Fuck

«Like the tide and waves, growing slowly in range»

The same old lines are in need of a change

Trade in your sunlight for a career

«To sing the blues you’ve got to live the tune, and carry on»

And live your life while adding to the news