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Jawsome.

by Sharks Never Sleep

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1.
Chum Rush 01:02
Chondrichthyes unite! These waters are ours, tonight. Moving at the speed of our rudders. Striking fear, making the weak shudder. The second it hits the water, bite it up, enjoy the slaughter. Dangling limbs, they try to keep. Tonight, sharks never sleep. Chum Rush! We're fucking raging, at the bottom of the sea. You're out of your element, into the deep. Too much booze. Too many amphetamines. We can't fucking fall asleep.
2.
I'm not so sure if I can see straight, anymore. I lack the cognition. All hope is lost, and I doubt I can endure. No chance for redemption. They say that I'm a waste of space, "you're going nowhere", a disappointment, a fucking disgrace. I tried looking her in the eyes, but neither one was right, my action's trite. It's over, tonight. Chances are, everything they say is dead-spot-fucking-on, and I'm a fucking drunk, and a waste of life. I scrub the mirror with Windex, but the image never gets clean. There's something, truely disgusting, living inside of me. I'm only living on borrowed time, each day, filled with guilt and dread. I've come to the conclusion that I'm better off dead. With all of this pain and sorrow, there's no hope for a better tomorrow. If one could take it away, simply eradicate, I would happily grant embrace. See, it's all downhill, from here. Isn't that what the old adage says? Well, this hill's moreso a fucking canyon, to hurl myself down, and end this charade.
3.
It seems, as if, we're too idealistic for our own good. We've lost all sight of what matters most, shedding our blood, for a shallow existance, wrought with subsistence. Ending, looking down the barrel of 40 caliber steel. As if it's any concern to you, I drown my sorrows in an empty bottle of hawk, and a Holy Bible, with the pages torn out. Since when did you decide it was your position in life, to hand me hopes and dreams, in one hand, the other, a knife. Since it's here, already, let's twist it towards my heart. The blood is on your fucking hands, you made me become everything I've learned to grow, and hate.
4.
F.F.A. 02:44
If she's supposed to be the epitome of honor, trust, and loyalty, then, consider me the carcinogen, to every lie she's ever told to gain some stride, but the past trips me up. Duck and roll, regain control. Stabbed in the back, her lack of tact. You can't go back. If one's word is bond, her's is dampened Elmer's Glue. You're being used. That's, exactly, what she said. You realize, and you hide your head, in shame. From what I'm told, it's getting old. It's no use. It's coming around again. Get your head out, of your ass.
5.
Refused 04:08
Can't handle the paranoia. It haunts me in my dreams. So, I rely on poison lies, this empty sanctuary. Time has rotted-out my insides, and turned my heart to stone, due to countless, sleepless nights I spend, staring at the phone. Betrayer, victory. To this, I'm fucking useless. Hate swallows me whole, and I see no point in living, when you have no life to live. A soulless, empty shell, with nothing to give. Abandonment, my friend, showing your face, once again. The one thing, that I can rely on, is a bitter, fucking end. Faded memories, appearing in this glass. Think back to a time, before I knew it wouldn't last. My life, your biggest joke. A truth, filled with shame. Defeated, and alone. This curse, my demise. Filled with fear, and all your lies. The man I've become, is the villain you despise.
6.
Tired eyes, strained, red, swollen. Broken vessels, denoting the tears I hide. Exercise in pride, as if, there's need to protect any notion of a man, standing, fully erect. For weeks, on end: Bottled, intense, spewing uncontrolled, I'm a busted main. Ranting, raving, self-humiliating. Too incriminating, to be contained. Pushing away. Gut burns, with hate. Acting dodgy, at best. I'm feeling irrate. I've tried basking in light, stuck, far in the dirt. Dragged down, in spite, to my world of hurt. We've achieved a perfect symmetry. Our, once, carefree eyes: shot, red, bloody. The hopes I confide were only destined to die, by your hand granted, only retracted. Walking, barefoot, on glass, against your "good intentions". Lacerating tendons, numbing to callous. Callous, like you. Glass eyes, to look through. Ignore the blatant anguish, free to do as you wish. Nursing these wounds, for the night. Break the bottles. Give it another try. Suffice it to say, she planned it this way. A self-loathing stride, basically, a rising tide. I'm chewing at my words, like it's the skin of my lip. Without her, empty, and otherwise, worthless. Refer to my Dorian. His pocks, distinguishing. Those wrinkles of age, denoting my rage. The coming pre-winter frost, associated with loss. The dead, stale, thinning air. Night falls, the stars shine. The shorter days do me just fine. Melatonin, over booze, anyday. Prefer to dream you away. I never thought I'd see this side, of you. Crumbling, corroded. Losing hope. Not here to hold. Getting dark, gone awry. What happened to "I look forward, to more tomorrows, with you"? Walking, barefoot, on glass, against your "good intentions". Lacerating tendons, numbing my anguish. Mind tricks aren't my forte. You did what you were going to. With me, comes dismay. I'd rather brood, than be ignored, by you.

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This is our first album, ever! Songs about failure, addiction, emotional abuse, and sharks!

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released April 28, 2012

Kevin Kalnasy: Vocals/Guitar
Mark Vollmerhausen: Bass/Vocals
Jeremiah "Juice" Cox: Drums/Vocals

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Sharks Never Sleep Michigan

A few jerks from Metro-Detroit, playing midwest punk, with subtle hints of pop.

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