Endless Complain from Guilty by OMAHAS

Like in every song I fucking made i still complain about human beings
As if I wasn't one of them, as if I wasn't one of those we have to blame
I'll never be a part of change 'cause I spend to much time to spit on everything
What if I barely feel ashamed? What if I sleep at night like I was innocent?
What if the choice remains the same between an endless blindness and my empathy


But there's something growing up inside, my dissonance get amplified

So I'm searching for a compromise between naked truth and some proper lies
A million thoughts but no insight, as always more resonances to my old spite
So I try to share my weaknesses, present it as an excuse to my promesses
For now the only choice I've made is to deny my behaviour's consequences

Try, fail

• Rock
• groovy rock
• math rock
• melodic hardcore punk
• punk rock
• très dur à définir
• Saint Martin Des Noyers