Bag of Snakes

by DriveTime Commute

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The debut EP.

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released August 4, 2016

All songs written by DriveTime Commute
DriveTime Commute are Basil Yu, Casper Yu, David Farmer, Max Pamieta and Roscoe Schwarz
Recorded and mixed by Julian Renzo
Recorded at Legion Studio Productions, Williamstown, Australia
Mastered by Jaakko Virtalahde at Virtalahde Mastering Studios, Finland
Artwork by Clair Breyley

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DriveTime Commute Melbourne, Australia

High-fidelity filth.

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Track Name: Sharkitect
SEE THE WORLD GO BY AND PRETEND
THAT IT’S NOT ALL JUST A WASTE OF TIME
CAN’T YOU SEE YOU’VE ALREADY MADE A SCENE?
WE’VE ALL GONE INSANE
A CONSTANT SHRIEKING PAIN
IN MY FUCKING ARSE, LET ME OFF
THERE’S 4 HOURS TO GO AND
NOW I’M ALL ALONE
AND I CAN’T BEAR THIS SHIT ANYMORE

STARING AT THE DOOR
THE BABY HATES THE TRAIN BUT THE TRAIN JUST HATES IT MORE

COME AND PLANT YOUR SEED
AND SEE THAT WE DON’T FUCKING NEED IT
AND I FORGOT TO MENTION THE PARENTS
‘CAUSE THE MOTHERFUCKERS ARE TWEAKING
WHAT I’M SEEING I CAN’T BELIEVE
AND I AM READY TO SNAP, READY TO CRACK
DRAWN FACES, BLOOD SHOT EYES
YOU COULDN’T CARE IF IT LIVED OR DIED
WAKE UP, WAKE UP, WAKE UP YOU FUCKING PUSSIES
YOU HAD ONE JOB TO DO
SO GET THE FUCK OFF THE GROUND (YOU PIECE OF SHIT)
YOU’RE FUCKING USELESS

LET YOUR WORLD SINK IN
I NEVER THOUGHT THAT YOU COULD BE SO EMPTY
WATCH YOUR LIFE WEAR THIN

SHOOTING UP YOUR FUCKING LIFE FOR NO GAIN
WE SIT QUIETLY WATCHING THIS JUNKIE
SWALLOWING THEIR FUCKING SOUL
IN ONE GULP
MY HEAD’S ABOUT TO SPLIT I HOPE YOU FUCKING KNOW
SAVE THE BABY, SLAY THE PARENTS
DO THE WORLD A FUCKING FAVOUR
LET US GO
I DON’T CARE I JUST WANNA SLEEP

STARING AT THE DOOR
THE BABY HATES THE TRAIN BUT THE TRAIN JUST HATES THEM ALL
PREACH IT NO MORE
I’M SICK OF FUCKING HEARING
‘BOUT THE SCUMBAGS AND THE WHORES

LEECHES, LEECHES, EXTINCT

DIP THEIR BODIES INTO SALT
SO WE CAN DRY THEM OUT BEFORE THEY ROT
Track Name: Sir Seizure
LEAVE ME HERE FOR THESE RANCID FIENDS
THEY’RE GOING TO RIP US APART
HEAD TO TOE WE’LL BE SKINNED TO BONE
THEY’RE GOING TO RIP OUT OUR SOUL
EAT IT TO FUCK WITH THEIR OWN
LIE TO US ‘CAUSE WE’RE TOO FUCKED TO TRUST
YOU’RE NEVER GONNA FORGET
DYING TO THE SOUND OF YOUR OWN SALVATION

PUT YOURSELVES IN THE EYES OF HISTORY

WHY CAN’T I FIND AN EASY WAY
TO FUCKING PUT MYSELF INTO THE DISTANCE
I NEVER WANTED MORE JUST SOMETHING DIFFERENT
SO FUCKING GET OUT OF THE WAY

I SEE YOU’VE FOUND YOURSELF LOOKING FOR PIECES

THINKING WON’T HELP
YOU NEED TO FIND
PARTS TO BUILD YOUR FUCKING LIFE
YOU CLAIM THERE’S NO TIME
BUT IN DEATH WE WILL THRIVE
I’M NOT ABOUT TO BURN THROUGH LIES
I’D RATHER FUCKING DIE

FRANTIC

THE MIND EXPLORES
GRAB YOU BY YOUR NECK AND DRAG YOU LIKE A BAG OF SNAKES
VOICES HAUNT YOU, FEED YOU AND
LEAVE YOU TO ROT, YOU’RE POISON

SOW YOUR EYES SO LIFE CAN SEE
INTO YOUR SOUL THAT’S SO EMPTY
YOU ARE A LIAR SO
SHUT YOUR MOUTH ITS FULL OF SHIT
STILL NO ONE’S LISTENING
YOU ARE A LIAR SO
WE’LL SEND YOU STRAIGHT TO HELL
OPEN YOUR EARS YOU STILL WON’T HEAR
WE’RE NOT THE ONES YOU FUCKING FEAR
YOU ARE A LIAR SO
WE’LL SEND YOU STRAIGHT TO HELL
Track Name: Chum Fists
SHOW YOURSELVES
SHUT YOUR MOUTH AND LISTEN CLOSE
TRY AND THRIVE
INSIGHT RIOTS TURN DESIRES
I CAN’T BURN THIS PLACE ALONE
EXCUSE ME, KEEP YOUR DISTANCE YOU’RE OBNOXIOUS
CONTAGIOUS LIES ENGAGE US
TALK TO US, TALK TO US, TWIST YOUR TONGUE

SHOW YOURSELF
LIVE YOUR HELL
WE STOOP WITH HEADS OF LEAD
FEEDING THE BEAST WHILST WE STARVE TO DEATH

SPEWING UP YOUR GUTS
VOMITING ON OUR FEET
IT REEKS OF VANITY AND SHIT

GREEDY MONGRELS
THOSE FILTHY FUCKING HOUNDS
THEY INDUCE A TRAVESTY ON OUR MINDS
THE SHIT SPREADS LIKE A PLAGUE
CAN YOU GIVE US SOME MORE?

I SWEAR I SAW IT IN YOUR LOOK BEFORE
A LONELY OBSERVER WITH NOTHING BUT TALK
WITNESS THIS, WITNESS THIS
WITNESS IT ALL ALONE

HUNGRY RATS, THEY ARE HUNGRY
HUNGRY RAVENOUS, RABID AND VIOLENT
TIRED YET WIRED
IT’S A TRAP AND I’M EXCITED TO SEE WHAT HAPPENS NEXT

WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?
YOU’RE NOT ME
SO DON’T ENVY ME
I DON’T KNOW WHO I AM ANYMORE
WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU? NOT ME
SO JUST BE YOURSELF
BREAK INSIDE NARCISSISTIC MINDS
FIND OUT WHAT THEY’RE HIDING
A BIG BAG OF SNAKES THEY’RE KEEPING OUT OF SIGHT
SHOW YOURSELF
I’VE GOT A STORY FOR YOU
BUT YOU ALREADY KNOW HOW IT BEGINS

THE PAST IS A DRAIN
AND YOUR SHIT IS OUT THERE SOMEWHERE
REALLY IT’S EVERYWHERE
AND IT’S GETTING US FUCKING NOWHERE
Track Name: Millions
RISE AND FEED
INSTANTLY LIKE BLACKENED WEEDS
GROW UP AND BURN INTO THIS WASTELAND
SUCK THE BLOOD, BLEED ME TILL I’M DEAD AND DRY
MAKE UP EXCUSES FOR EXISTENCE
YOUR LIFE IS NOTHING MORE
THAN FERTILISING INCEST

ANOTHER ONE TO BLAME
ANOTHER SELF IMPORTANT FUCK
ANOTHER LIE THAT REEKS FAKE AUDACITY

GROWN INTO BAIT
THRIVE AS YOU SUFFOCATE

I CAN’T SEE THROUGH THE SHIT YOU’VE LEFT ME
SMEARED LIKE STAINS ON THE WALLS

RESTLESS, WE STEP WITH ONE FOOT IN OUR MOUTH
LIFELESS, WE ARE SCUM OF THE FACE
LEECHING OF THE LIFE AND SPACE
MILLIONS HAVE BEEN BETRAYED

WE ARE AN INFESTATION
ON THE WORLD WE LIVE
FILTH BRED BY INTELLECT
OUR FRAMES BUILT FROM OUTER SPACE
OUR SHAME CREATES OUR RIGHTFUL PLACE

CLEANSED FROM THE WORLD,
WIPE US FROM THIS SLATE
BEFORE WE DO IT OURSELVES
AND TAKE ALL THE THINGS
THAT ARE BELONGING IN OUR PLACE

RESTLESS, WE STEP WITH ONE FOOT IN OUR MOUTH
LIFELESS, WE ARE SCUM OF THE FACE
LEECHING OF THE LIFE AND SPACE
MILLIONS HAVE BEEN BETRAYED
Track Name: Genghis Khan't
HEY THERE PRETTY LADY
HAVE YOU EVER SEEN CRAZY?
A MADMAN MAYBE?
THEY SAID YOU WOULD BREAK THE WORLD
THE MINUTE YOU EMERGE FROM YOUR FUCKING ROOM

BECOME THE CROWD
SHINE BRIGHT NEGLECTED ON
GREET THE WORLD
IT WILL WELCOME YOU INTO AN AGE OF OUR HATE
BREATHE YOUR FIRST AND FINAL GASP OF AIR
CAN YOU (FEEL DESPAIR)?
GRAB YOU (WATCH YOU WEAR)
ERADICATE YOU FROM YOURSELF
THERE IS SOMETHING LEFT IN HERE
THERE IS NOTHING LEFT BUT FEAR

YOU CAN ROT
BE AN OBJECT WITHOUT A THOUGHT
OR LET YOURSELF GO FREE

BRING YOUR OFFSPRING TO FORM A LINE
THEY ARE HEADING FOR CATASTROPHE
THE EYES DENY SO THE MIND CAN’T SEE

THE SUN WON’T SHINE WHEN YOUR WORLD IS DIM
MOTHERFUCKER MY HEAD IS RUNNING A MESS
LIKE RAGE SET AT DESIRE
TO BREAK THESE CHAINS WE MUST BE OBEDIENT

AND I CANNOT TAKE THIS
OVERPOWERING
AND I WILL NOT ENDURE THIS
OVERPOWERING, OVERPOWERING, OVERPOWERING, OVERPOWERING

DISTRESS
D’FUCKING STRESS
CAN YOU FEEL THAT CHILL IN YOUR SPINE?
IT’S THE FRESH BREEZE OF THE WORLD WE’VE LEFT BEHIND

AND SO WE GROW

TURN THEIR SHIT
INTO THE WORDS WE SPIT
THEY TURN THEIR SHIT
INTO THE WORDS WE SPIT