I’m just dipping my feet in the quicksand
It’s a slow death it’ll swallow me by the time I’m about 75
But for now I’m feeling just fine
Every breath gets a little more shallow
Every new day means more days I’ve left behind
If I keep my chin above the surface,
I can block it out of my mind.
It’s up to my waist now
It’s dragging me under but I’ve got enough time to make a few more mistakes
And ignore my eventual date with demise
If I’m lucky I’ll work long enough
To pay of the debts and my IOU’s
It really isn’t so tough
I’ll just read all my lines and follow my cues
I’m just dipping my feet in the quicksand
It’s a slow death it’ll swallow me by the time I’m about 75
See you at the finish line
Every breath gets a little more shallow
Every new day means more days I’ve left behind
If I keep my chin above the surface,
I can block it out of my mind
The most slept-on band in indie music makes a welcome return with another A+ record mixing hardcore and slacker rock with jokes. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 13, 2023