I just want to fall asleep and drift away and wake up in a dream
Where everything’s still fucked up but it doesn’t bother me
Instead it all fills up my lungs until I can barely breathe
All the time I try and tell myself the truth
All I hear is you
So Get out of my head
I know without a doubt if I don’t get up I’ll sink right through the couch Where the rotting of my brain is all I have to think about
The world just keeps on turning as I’m turning inside out
All the pieces that I’m picking up off the floor
They don’t seem to fit the way they’re supposed to anymore
All the things that I’ve been trying not to do
They always lead me back to you
Thought I saw the writing on the wall but now I see the paint is peeling You’ve got me ripping up the floor instead of breaking through the ceiling
You know the feeling
You want me to burn out but I’d rather fade away
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This is like emo Bruce Springsteen. Anthemic, but most importantly, channeling something of our collective experience so poetically real. I love that these angsty conventions can be used to rage (somewhat generally) against our screwed up society. This is rock and roll. Adam Pearson
Nashville’s excellent Dialup Ghost return with a dozen rollicking indie songs sewn up with fiddle, trumpet, and more. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 28, 2024
supported by 39 fans who also own “Get Out Of My Head”
The boys have done it again! State Champs equals consistency. Opening track has the energy to get you off the couch and out the door. Triumphant lyrics on that cut are balanced by the bitter nostalgia of Outta My Head - another track with an explosive riff and energy for days. The mood grows softer and more reflective on Half Empty and Four Year Strong make an excellent and surprise appearance on the bridge of Sundress. This is a dope album for a midnight run or blasting on the freeway. jayjules