Don't come to me for sympathy.
You wear your problems on your sleeve for everyone to see.
Woe is you, boy who cries wolf, ain't got no pity for you
and the things you say that you've been through.
Wallow in your sorrow, from today into tomorrow.
Stop wasting my and everyone elses time.
Craving for attention but you ain't ever getting mine because,
My mind ain't got no room, to feel sorry for a fucking fool like you.
No matter what you say or do, the coward's way is down.
(You're bound to lose).
Sometimes I wonder ''why even bother at all?'',
I swear to God, it's like I'm talking to a fucking wall.
This weight will drag you down, but only if you let it.
So take the pain and walk, but don't you ever forget it.
Stop your fucking crying, and playing the blaming game.
Pick up the pieces, learn your lesson and change your ways.
Because if there's one thing I've learned in this day and age,
it's that every dog will have its day.
Iranian metal band Confess channel their struggles with political oppression and exile into cathartic, groovy thrash. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 2, 2022