Devoid Of A Purpose

by Poison Friends

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released August 1, 2018

Recorded, mixed and mastered by Max Lajoie @ Goldlion Studios.
Photo by Anne-Sophie Jetté

Frank - words, feedback, samples
JF - words, guitar
Joé - drums
Don - bass
Seb - guitar

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Track Name: Bored With Me
We're all patched-up hearts and bad habits. We've all been damaged by someone else, and i know you'll say our perceptions are the basis for our shortcomings.
Now i've got nothing left to show. I've told you everything there is to know and it's not enough for me to want you around cause you're bored with me and i'm not surprised.
And i get that things may not turn out quite like the plans you had for a perfect life, but that time i was clutching for some stability, you pulled the ground from underneath my feet.
Now i've got nothing left to show. I've told you everything there is to know and it's not enough for me to want you to stay cause you're bored with me and i'm so easy to replace.
Now i've got nothing left to say. I told you all there is to know about me, and nothing's gonna make you stay cause you're bored with me.
You were always bored with me.
Track Name: Whiskey
Whiskey clears my throat.
Whiskey heals my mind, but takes me down into the ground.
It hurt my brother, killed my father, made my mother cry so loud.
Track Name: Means
Anger without explanation. Abrupt separation.
Plot twist to a wrong turn. Adult crash and burn.
Another day without an interaction.
Both mute in the same room. Licking wounds, waiting for the next move.

Blank page. Blind rage.
Sore head. Bad taste.
Another year turning out a waste.

Heavy eyes, soggy minds.
Nothing left but this mess we'll attempt to untangle and find an escape from.
Heavy eyes, soggy minds.
Nothing left but this problem we'll try to solve. Think outside the rectangle.

Blank page. Blind rage.
Sore head. Bad taste.
Another year turning out a waste.

Take the blow, yeah it's hard. Taste the blood, yeah it's bad. Take a bow. Nothing left to do but pick yourself up and kick yourself back into shape.
You never know, your heart could end up working better than it did before.
Track Name: Burning Star
I drink your name and i see you through walls.
As a burning star, yet so cold to me.
A smile or a sparkle in your eyes is enough to blind me.
There are things that are never meant to be.
Track Name: Lightbulb
The lonely light bulb in the hall radiates my retinas dry as i try to look away from the shadows it amplifies all around me, reflecting the one inside.
The one that's been eating at the crumbs of my last remaining force, as i lay devoid of a purpose on a dirty tile floor.

And i can swear, though i can't speak, that i had plans and i was somewhat happy at some distant point in time. A point that i can't seem to reach.
The one that's been eating at the crumbs of my last remaining force, as i lay devoid of a purpose on a dirty tile floor.

Running dry. Rotting away. No will to even try.
Running dry. Rotting away. No will to try. Nothing to say.
And i can swear, though i can't speak, that i had plans and i was somewhat happy at some distant point in time.
Some time in history.

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