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Lo​-​Fi Demo EP

by AIN'T

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1.
Christaway 02:37
2.
Dirty World 02:48
we’ve been looking for a light in our darkest hours to understand what we’ve become we've got to bare our naked feelings one more time misunderstanding what we are now a brand-new dawn chased by a faded rainbow the same sun the same old dirty world blah, blah, blah we the nations blah, blah, blah we the people blah, blah, blah we the nations blah, blah, blah you the leaders the baton keep on beating on the broken skull sterilization of thought the same questions right before the swollen eyes and the same old answers all the time a brand-new dawn chased by a faded rainbow the same sun the same old dirty world blah, blah, blah we the nations blah, blah, blah we the people blah, blah, blah we the nations blah, blah, blah you the leaders
3.
in the parking lot where we have been on a drinking binge no signs of hope still an open book no one’s replaced on the shelf struggle with looking in the eyes a mother it ain’t no way to face a fuckin’ father black frames around brilliant worlds the way we are something we got, broken nothing could ever change something lost forever in the limbo made of blames focus, I’m your center take aim, fire away “we’ll never be forgotten” fuck your slogan, close the circus tends in the parking lot where we got it on before love spells no signs of hope the tourniquet of a pathetic yesterday the conviction I gotta be another on sale our bounty wouldn’t worth a fuckin’ dollar no shame, no more trades we’re all just shit to save something we got, broken nothing could ever change something lost forever in the limbo made of blames focus, I’m your center take aim, fire away “we’ll never be forgotten” stand the dominoes on end keep on sniffin’ all that shit!
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5.
I think over my regret till I believe I will be my own savior in my dramatic fantasy I stand still deep down I know there’s no way out of here I take on the pose of Christ with all its most narcissistic facets a poor bastard does not beg a decoration like a weeping willow does anybody wonder? Still anyone cares about if my attempts are my failures? About my failures I don’t give a fuck I've taken on the pose of Christ its narcissistic facets I have gotten a right moral bucks the trend a condescending vile concupiscence does anybody wonder? Still anyone cares about if my attempts are my failures? About my failures I don’t give a shit I thought over my regret till I believed I could be my own savior in my dramatic fantasy I found a place a heaven where God is your servant I've taken on the pose of Christ with all its most narcissistic facets a poor bastard does not beg a decoration like a weeping willow I am a narcissistic Christ I am a narcissistic Christ I am a narcissist Christ a narcissistic Jesus Christ
6.
I put aside your speech, so pathetical I put aside your words full of shit me and my bitch, my slut, my cunt drugs, drugs, drugs till we’re stoned in the shade of someone else’s paradise where you look for faith into the garden with no burdens in the empty narthex of soul in your pretty little dolls programmed to go insane in the way they say there are too many stormy weathers and we always seem to remember the last dose in the can I put aside your speech, so pathetical I put it aside and turn away me and my fail, my grind, my time drugs, drugs, drugs till we’re stoned I put aside them demagogical thoughts of stone and your small talk me and my dirt, my fucks, my lust drugs, drugs, drugs till we’re stoned I put aside your speech, so pathetical I put it aside and turn away me and my guilt, my lies, my shame drugs, drugs, drugs till we’re stoned yeah I put aside their dull political puppet show and let it go me and my bitch, my slut, my cunt drugs, drugs, drugs till we’re so fucked
7.

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released July 2, 2022

Stefano D'Angelo

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