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Better Luck Next Year

by Ten Years Too Late

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1.
Bob Barker 01:32
2.
Quicksand 03:31
Without a place to call home, with no bed to call your own, you have no choice but to fight. Helpless, you're lost and all alone, the sky above you is unknown. Born to the world of the twisted, a false start to a wall of stone. In the dark you wait for life to fade away, for the light to go. You will never know you were ripped away from where you lay. On your own, left to stray. On your own. Will you fight to the light? On your own. Will you see another day? It's not up to you whether you survive. Your only crime was being alive. Ripped away from where you lay. On your own and left to stray. A foundation that will not stand, brick by brick on quicksand. In the dark you wait for him to save the day, for the pain to go. You will never know you were ripped away from where you lay On your own, left to stray. On your own. Will you fight to the light? On your own. Will you see another day? I have you here with me.
3.
Broken 03:01
Oh no, I can't deny I'm a monster. Shackled within, trying to fight my way out. Scratching at the glass. Why won't you set me free? Break me from my fingers to my toes, for what you suffer it's the least you owe. Hang me out, feed me to the crows, for what you suffer it's the least you owe. I grab and smash and lash out as I crash. Failing fast, how we ever gonna last? Take and break everything we've made. What I've done leaves a price to be paid. This is a never-ending test. My heart beats in a dead man's chest. No, I'm a monster. I know I am broken. Spare me the bullshit and lay me to rest. My heart beats in a dead man's chest. Break me from my fingers to my toes, for what you suffer it's the least you owe. Hang me out, feed me to the crows, for what you suffer it's the least you owe. I know. I'll kick and I'll scream and I'll ring your fucking neck. These walls of sanctuary become your prison. This one's for you and what I put you through. I know it's not enough but I swear that this one's for you. This is a never-ending test. My heart beats in a dead man's chest. No, I'm a monster. I know I am broken. Spare me the bullshit and lay me to rest. My heart beats in a dead man's chest.
4.
Walking endlessly and oh so patiently for what feels like one hundred thousand fucking lifetimes. Walking through the darkness and through the rain, every single doubt racing through my brain. As my sun now sets and my skies turn black, I will keep pushing on. There is no turning back. I will push on. Trapped in my mind and trapped in my life, in this never ending night. As I breath in the poison, I inhale death. Someone bring me back to life. Come and save me from this blight. Someone teach me how to fight, I don't know how. Fuck, someone save me. No, you can't save me, I must save myself. This is my journey, this is my hell. Why must we live this way? Why must we live born a slave? Why must we live this way? Why must we live filled with hate? Why must we live this fucking way just to see another day? We are nothing but the scum of the earth. Take a step down from your throne, there's a few things you could learn. Take it from me. Walking endlessly and oh so patiently for what feels like one hundred thousand fucking lifetimes. I've hit the wall and when I climb, I fall. I'm just so sick of it all. Pull the ribbon from your eyes. I'm awake and I see you. Pull the ribbon from your damn eyes. I'm awake and I see your lies. I'll fight until the end. Why must we live this way? Why must we live born a slave? Why must we live this way? Why must we live filled with hate? Why must we live this fucking way just to see another day? We are nothing but the scum of the earth. Take a step down from your throne, there's a few things you could learn. Take it from me. Walking endlessly and oh so patiently for what feels like one hundred thousand fucking lifetimes. I no longer walk, now I fly. You can't hold me back, I'd rather die.
5.
We can't take back what we've destroyed. We can only say goodbye and hope we don't regret the choice to sacrifice. Life can tear us to pieces, make us feel like we'll never mend. Welcome to this darkness where the beasts ascend. Straight from the deepest, dark abyss, they hold us tight within their grips. Everyday is a minefield for as far as I can tell. Waiting to take that wrong step, drenching us in hell. No, is this our downfall? This, I don't believe, so now I must fight just to keep us both alive. I can't think, it's eating away at my mind, this woe. Straight from the deepest, dark abyss, they hold us tight within their grips. As they come for us, I must silence them. Hold you in my arms, fight their evil charms. No grave, no name. Nothing to show for this pain. No fame, no glory, a never-ending story.
6.
Chameleon 03:32
Follow your creed, dishonouring everyone you meet. You spit your flames on us in vein. I can't tell if you're sick or insane. So tell yourself what you need to hear to help you sleep tight. Change to fit in. You are just like a chameleon. Oh this facade is getting old. People believe just what they're told. My callous heart is growing cold to people cast straight from the mold. You are a chameleon. You just want the upper hand. Well I don't feel fucking sorry for you or any of your skins. Will you change for me? I want to see the real you. Will you change for me? You fucking piece of shit. I can't stand this fakeness, madness, this repulsive facade you call your life. I can't stand this facade you call your life. I can see straight through your skins. Will you change for me? I want to see the real you. Will you change for me? I wanna see the real you.

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released March 10, 2017

All songs written and performed by Ten Years Too Late

Tracked and edited by Ben Rossini and Dave Petrovic.
Mixed and mastered by Dave Petrovic at Electric Sun Studios.

Cover art by Jack Pallett

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5 piece Metal/Hardcore band from Shellharbour, NSW, Australia

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