William Blake Overdrive Song Lyrics

A Wilhelm Scream


album: Track 4 in album Mute Print
release date: 2004-4-20
popularity : 61 users have visited this page.
genres: Rock
styles: Hardcore/Punk/Heavy Metal
length: 3:06

Album Information

label: Nitro Records
country(area): United States
format: CD
barcode: 794171585625
script: Latin

Cover Art

A Wilhelm Scream Mute Print cover art


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I will make myself, a mile from the racetrack, drag my losses home.
It kills me not come back.
And we float with parasites all our lives.
There's me with the geriatrics at the slot machines.
There's me, the embodiment of how slow life can be.
There's me. Their dead eyes are glowing. Mine are always shut.
I passed out on the road, just hours from the racetrack.
I saw Lamotta raise a toast.
He said "you got me with the right jab."
And we float with parasites all our lives with this advice: we learn until we're dead.
Be losers til your sanguine thoughts subside.
We learn until we're dead.
A falling dream's not just a morbid sign.
It's opportunity.
These days I find beauty as depressing as years beyond my time.


Track Listing

CD 1
  • 1 Mute Print
  • 2 Famous Friends and Fashion Drunks
  • 3 Anchor End
  • 4 William Blake Overdrive
  • 5 Brand New Me, Same Shitty You
  • 6 The Rip
  • 7 Retiring
  • 8 Stab. Stab. Stab.
  • 9 A Picture of the World
  • 10 Kursk
  • 11 Dreaming of Throwing Up