Abattoir from Before/After by Welt

I thought of leaving but I just can’t escape
I talk to people but I just can’t relate
I know their faces, but I don’t know their names
Don’t want to work no more, don’t want to eat
Don’t want to calm it down, don’t want to sleep
I look inside myself, there’s nothing left
Happy when I’m at my worst, angry at my best
The thought of bleeding made me second guess

But it’s too late!
It’s too late!

I thought of leaving but I just can’t escape
I talk to people but I just can’t relate
I know their faces, but I don’t know their names
Don’t want to work no more, don’t want to eat
Don’t want to calm it down, don’t want to sleep
I look inside myself, there’s nothing left
Happy when I’m at my worst, angry at my best
The thought of bleeding made me second guess

But it’s too late!
It’s too late!

I’m not so easily bothered
But I’m frequently disturbed
On the killing floor
Lambs to the slaughter
Suffer the whole world

• Punk
• Weltmusik
• hardcore
• hardcore punk
• Minneapolis