Queens from WORRIED SICK by Meres

Tempted by madness
Like you’re caught in a bad trip
To cap off an even worse year

The moment’s come
To be done with it

All your worries
All your bad dreams
If you’re so damaged why do you stand
Upright like you’ll start facing it

Hoist me up
Drain me out
I’ll do what I can
Face down and folding under your hand
Wear me out till I’m sore
Have you had enough yet?
It goes on and on and on
You don’t have the guts to process

Figure this
I’m not only not like you
I’ve got damage that is creeping me out
And this quiet’s built to shut me up
All the hurt, all the mess
All the wasted words spent on you
And thinking about this
I’m ready to be done with it

Hoist me up
Drain me out
I’ll do what I can
Face down and folding under your hand
Wear me out till I’m sore
Have you had enough yet?
It goes on and on and on
You don’t have the guts to process

Time, based - on the wire
You’re the dull edge to a knife
On the wire
And you could choke me
You’d laugh higher
And it’s a rough end
Held down by the weight

So feed the voice
And fear the void
I’m taking back all the joy you stole from me
And if you love like you claim you do
This shouldn’t even bother you
At all
Like it does

I’ll float exactly down dark doorways
My hate is a cure and it will feed me always
Wring me out till I’m sore
Have you had enough yet?
It goes on and on and on
You don’t have the guts to process

Time,based on the wire
You’re a dull edge to a knife
On the wire
And you could choke me
You’d laugh higher
And it’s a rough end
Held down by the wire

• Alternative
• Grunge
• alt rock
• australian indie
• existential lyrics
• female fronted
• fuzzy guitars
• garage
• indie pop
• indie rock
• pop
• punk adjacent
• sad banger
• slacker rock
• tasmanian music
• weirdo pop
• Launceston