I've Made A Terrible Mistake

by Our Souls

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Recorded at Stuck on a Name, Nottingham, in August 2019.

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released November 1, 2019

Andy - bass
Ben - drums
Ian - vocals
Jim - guitar/vocals
Mark - guitar/vocals

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Our Souls Leicester, UK

A motley crew of spare parts from other bands no one heard of, less cared about. Our Souls.

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Track Name: To Wound and Wander, Destitute
It's a fine line
A tight balance
Don't analyse
The analysis
It's an awareness
A knowing doubt

Just don't dismiss
The analysis

But if the banality of life
Doesn't kill me
Then the cunt inside my mind
Will just slowly
Take my fucking soul
Until I want to discuss fucking throw pillows

Sulk, soar, extol and sheer
Sulk, soar, extol and sheer
Strut, fret, delude ourselves
Strut, fret, delude ourselves
And if my old dreams could see me now
They would be so proud I invented meaning somehow

And if the banality of life
Doesn't kill me
Then the cunt inside my mind
Will just slowly
Take my fucking soul
Until I want to discuss fucking throw pillows

Your throw pillows
Fucking throw pillows
Your throw pillows
Fucking throw pillows
Track Name: 12312341
Back up a fucking second
Maybe I see the big picture
Cos if it ended right this minute
I would die so fucking bored

I would die so fucking bored
I would die so fucking bored

Now I've
Been reduced
Almost to
Thinking of giving a single fuck
Been reduced
Almost to
Thinking of giving of a single fuck

Hang on a fucking minute
What exactly have I lost sight of?
If I consider this for another second
I would die so fucking bored

I would die so fucking bored
I would die so fucking bored

Predisposed to never learn
Not self reassured or self affirmed
Without intervention I plod along
At least you're getting off on the fuck up
Lost myself? Well I never knew
Who I was or what I am
Forget happiness in the now
Just plan for a future that doesn't exist yet

Been reduced
Almost to
Thinking of giving a single fuck
Been reduced
Almost to
Thinking of giving of a single
Track Name: Histrionics
One stupid comment later now theres no turning back
And I swear I could have sworn that we've been here, been here before

This is not what we pictured but it is why we leave
This is not what we painted but it is why we stick around

Both in two minds now with four voices screaming
"Who here is the cunt?"

This is not what we pictured but it is why we leave
This is not what we painted but it is why we stick around
We stick around

About that ill timed pause I, I need to take that back
Because theres no fucking way that alone should lose my turn
An irretrievable glance - Im guessing we're all fucked
And I wish I had thought - when this stops - it wont end here

Because when all is said and left unfinished
No idea if itd be running away or starting again
And when all is said and undone
Would it be giving up or letting go?

Or maybe I could learn to say that I am
Track Name: Mental Health
Please don't fucking start
Just let me have tonight
You've got the morning
And the rest of my life as it goes
I promise I
Won't mention you if it comes up
And I promise I
Won't talk even if they do
I know you think I will
But guess again

Here we are again
Me and my battered pride
It looks at me
Don't you mean my pride and I, you prick?
I promise I
Will take everything to heart
And I promise I
Will never consider the fucking meds
I know you think I will
But after all this time
Surely I, by now, would have said something like

This broken mind
Has nowhere to roam
It just pounds and pounds
It's the only thing I know
And this broken heart
Has nowhere to go
Just sink down and down
Into the only place that I know

So guess again
Track Name: Beer Bullet
I'm sick of being siik - a sickness that I self inflict
I'd quit but i don't quit - firing beer bullets

Beer bullet / Bullet / Beer Bullet / Beer Bullet

Into my achin' brain

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