Can we make it to the top? We wanna make it, but we don’t wanna suck it up. So put your hands together and put ‘em up! UP! We’ve set our sights for the top.
They say. Oh, they say. They say, “It’s all in how you carry that blame and shoulder the weight.” My name is Atlas and I’m here to say: the rock I carry will crush me. I hear it all the time. “Don’t be so hard on yourself.” But the weight is crushing. I will bury myself. I will bury myself.
Can we make it to the top? We wanna make it, but we don’t wanna suck it up. So put your hands together and put ‘em up! UP! We’ve set our sights for the top. It’s a textbook revolution and we’re going by the book. Take your cues from chapter two. Verse, chorus: here we go again. But don’t be mistaken. No, don’t mistake us. Don’t be mistaken. No, don’t mistake us.
Monday to Friday, I let the organ grind. I’m not alive behind this desk. Monkey see as Monkey do, but what’s the point of this? Were rushed towards ruin from 9 to 5. Keep your head down and just get through it. Sometimes it’s hard to swallow that this is my life, but drink it down. You’ll be fine. Drink it down- you’re fine.
Can we make it to the top? We wanna make it, but we don’t wanna suck it up. So put your hands together and put ‘em up! UP! We’ve set our sights for the top. It’s a textbook revolution and we’re going by the book. Take your cues from chapter two. Verse, chorus: here we go again. But don’t be mistaken. No, don’t mistake us. Don’t be mistaken. No, don’t mistake us.
Can we make it to the top? Can we make it to the top? Just take a second look. Not so misunderstood.
It’s all in how you carry that blame and shoulder the weight. My name is Atlas. This weight is crushing. Don’t be so hard on yourself. Keep your head down and just get through it. Sometimes it’s hard to swallow, but drink it down. You’re be fine.
Can we make it to the top? We wanna make it, but we don’t wanna suck it up. So put your hands together and put ‘em up! UP! We’ve set our sights for the top. It’s a textbook revolution and we’re going by the book. Take your cues from chapter two. Verse, chorus: here we go again. But don’t be mistaken. No, don’t mistake us. Don’t be mistaken. No, don’t mistake us.
The lead singer of punk band Camp Cope ventures into romantic synth-pop territory, tempering slick arrangements with bare sentiment.
Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 8, 2020
Like winter branches lined with snow and ice, Sam Ray (Ricky Eat Acid, Teen Suicide)'s latest is delicate, spare, melancholy, and beautiful. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 3, 2018