I have 400 cars, 400 scars and 400 guitars
Bitter/Quitter

I’m sick of rotting, In this one horse town
Angry people are seldom reasonable
And reasonable people are seldom angry
Well anger opens the mouth, and shuts the mind
So I’d rather swim in a smile than drown in a lie
My own head tried to kill me, my own head tried to kill me
But my heart asked it kindly to fuck off and let me be
I don’t want to be so narrow minded
That I can see through a keyhole with both eyes

Look at dat pretty poster

Look at dat pretty poster

one, two, fuck you.
click on the picture, download what’s there.

one, two, fuck you.

click on the picture, download what’s there.

Just a heads up

Absolver is gonna blow Opposites way the hell out of the water.

The Gillingham Fire Demonstration | Pariah

from our upcoming debut EP Absolver

I forgive, I forget. I stand as tall as a giant when I face the animosity that builds up inside.
Trapped in a world built like a cage. Founded by predators in seven days.

Trapped in a world built like a cage. Founded by predators in seven days.

So I made this and thought it was pretty cool.

So I made this and thought it was pretty cool.

The grass is always green but I can’t feed this cravingI’ve led a great life but still there’s something missingA sense of security, a sense of comfortIt feels like the world has it’s foot on my neckIt’s not what I had in mind, It’s not what I had in mindMy skies are never cloudy but my eyes are always closedMy skies are never cloudy but I’m still searching for goldI tore out the pages left to readNever realized I wanted to know the endingThere was no conclusion for miles and milesWhat the hell is wrong with me?It’s quite clear that I should be happySo I’ll rewrite the whole thingIn the end it’s my own legacyI burned those old chapters, I wrote it all overTurns out I didn’t need the pages left to read

The grass is always green but I can’t feed this craving
I’ve led a great life but still there’s something missing
A sense of security, a sense of comfort
It feels like the world has it’s foot on my neck
It’s not what I had in mind, It’s not what I had in mind
My skies are never cloudy but my eyes are always closed
My skies are never cloudy but I’m still searching for gold
I tore out the pages left to read
Never realized I wanted to know the ending
There was no conclusion for miles and miles
What the hell is wrong with me?
It’s quite clear that I should be happy
So I’ll rewrite the whole thing
In the end it’s my own legacy
I burned those old chapters, I wrote it all over
Turns out I didn’t need the pages left to read