From the 2016 BURNING FICTION album "Contrasts" out 26 March 2016
lyrics
You never leave time, for me to have my own opinion. Always sprout some shit, you self-involved dick. There is nowhere, to find peace anymore and we all got problems of our own, and it says nowhere. That this place is run by money but we all feel pinched, so this craft beer is a bad idea.
We peel back this label we can see all the bubbles and what settles if we leave it. The sun sparkles through a colour magnificent because it’s made with love, it’ll let it die with love.
Like not comprising your thoughts or what you are trying to say, but writing them down anyway, a bit like this song. Kinda like this race in time, thrown into this world unannounced for the pain or gain of this place that’s for our family to decide.
We peel back this label we can see all the bubbles and what settles if we leave it. The sun sparkles through a colour magnificent, because it’s made with love, it’ll let it die with love.
Offense is all, you know and all that you ever lean against. We only like an open book not fooling anyone. I know what you’re going to say before you know yourself. We can’t escape, so we might as well embrace it.
This is a damn fine release. It feels genuine; at times even emotional (in a good way). It's fun and witty while also being pissed off in all the right ways. It's political, critical, and nonconformist. Yet it still manages to feel original in an arguably oversaturated genre. Nicholas Whittemore