Divertissement from Acedia by Yeti Jr

Wasting our time traveling stateside
come distance craft us an alibi
discomfort in numbers and scenery changes
worn out phrases: i'm hot in this car, unlock the door
i'll see you again at the next exit

is it still here after you've bit off more than we
need to expect to build walls if you want to siege
but is there honor in your thief?

so you think you can crown yourself queen
when there's nothing here, scorched earth
under your feet i fear we're holding on just for the sake of keeping...
our hands full.

we keep making the same mistakes and claim we've tried
recklessly driving, cross my heart hope to waste our time
traveling stateside

• Rock
• emo
• post-hardcore
• post-punk
• post-rock
• postal
• Bowling Green