My Time Lyrics
Band | |
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Album | Mourn the Southern Skies(2019) |
Type | Album (Studio full-length) |
Genres | Groove Metal, Thrash Metal |
Labels | Nuclear Blast |
Album rating : 90 / 100
Votes : 1
Votes : 1
1. My Time (3:53)
Bend but don't break
Feels like I've woken in a pile of rubble and brick
Stabbing fast, and so deep in my bones
Take me to zero
Over and over again
I'm dealing with assholes and snakes
In a contest of pulsating dicks
Listen up and take heed
I'm coming through and I'm taking no shit, my friend
Both feet on the floor
Headed for the door
I've got no more to give your kind
Too weak to notice
My two week notice
GO FUCK YOURSELF
It's time, my time is mine
I don't give fuck
You're out of luck
So go fucking whine
Slap to the face, passive aggression
My promise, it never came true
Monday will boomerang back to you soon
Feeling so helpless
Over and over again
With the bullshit and cover your ass
But the coffee's delicious and free
Tired of feeling as if you don't fit
So you just want to quit
Both feet on the floor
Headed for the door
I've got no more to give your kind
Too weak to notice
My two week notice
GO FUCK YOURSELF
It's time, my time is mine
I don't give a fuck
You're out of luck
So go fucking whine
Now I'm the boss
Standing strong, deliver the fate and power that's steering the wheel
Take it back to, beginnings of fear
(still comes with the job?? No clue...)
Over and over again
Just forget about the time that is lost
What's done simply can't be undone
I've said it before and I'll say it now, son
We have won
Over and over
The cycle repeating
You're dying
Feels like I've woken in a pile of rubble and brick
Stabbing fast, and so deep in my bones
Take me to zero
Over and over again
I'm dealing with assholes and snakes
In a contest of pulsating dicks
Listen up and take heed
I'm coming through and I'm taking no shit, my friend
Both feet on the floor
Headed for the door
I've got no more to give your kind
Too weak to notice
My two week notice
GO FUCK YOURSELF
It's time, my time is mine
I don't give fuck
You're out of luck
So go fucking whine
Slap to the face, passive aggression
My promise, it never came true
Monday will boomerang back to you soon
Feeling so helpless
Over and over again
With the bullshit and cover your ass
But the coffee's delicious and free
Tired of feeling as if you don't fit
So you just want to quit
Both feet on the floor
Headed for the door
I've got no more to give your kind
Too weak to notice
My two week notice
GO FUCK YOURSELF
It's time, my time is mine
I don't give a fuck
You're out of luck
So go fucking whine
Now I'm the boss
Standing strong, deliver the fate and power that's steering the wheel
Take it back to, beginnings of fear
(still comes with the job?? No clue...)
Over and over again
Just forget about the time that is lost
What's done simply can't be undone
I've said it before and I'll say it now, son
We have won
Over and over
The cycle repeating
You're dying
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Mourn the Southern Skies - Lyrics
▶ 1. My Time Lyrics | 3. Hallowed Sound Lyrics |
Mourn the Southern Skies - Album Credits
Members
- Kyle Thomas : Vocals
- Vinnie LaBella : Guitars
- Marzi Montazeri : Guitars
- Jason Viebrooks : Bass
- Sasha Horn : Drums (tracks 1-8, 10)
Additional musicians
- Chris Nail : Drums (tracks 9)
- Mikey "B3" Burkart : Organ (tracks 5, 10)
Other staff
- Vinnie LaBella : Executive Producer
- Duane Simoneaux : Producer (assistant), Recording Engineer
- Jens Bogren : Mixing, Mastering Engineer
- Tony Lindgren : Mastering Engineer
- Travis Smith : Artwork
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