Can't make a change, can't make it go my way
Stuck in this quicksand with no exit, no escape
No trust in reason, no faith or hope in fate
It's just me screamin' at a wall until I break
The pressure is building, the stress is still killing,
the only real feeling is hate: frustrate
Tension is mounting, aggression compounding,
the sirens are sounding away: frustrate!
Can't make a change, I never get my way
Stuck in my head, do nothing but complain
Stuffed with self pity, I'm my own enemy
I'll probably have a nervous breakdown while I wait
The pressure is building, the stress is still killing, the only real feeling is hate: frustrate!
Tension is mounting, aggression compounding, the sirens are sounding away: frustrate!
Distress and blame
Hopeless again
There's gotta be a better way
Listless, enraged
Helpless again
I'm still not giving up today...
Frustrate!
credits
from Asking For It,
released August 19, 2015
Music: Ben, Jim, Pat
Lyrics: Tyler
Sao Paulo's Futuro return with another high-energy, perfectly rough-around-the-edges punk EP that effortlessly balances melody and speed. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 15, 2020