Anchors by Corners (UK) Lyrics
[Verse 1]
So they say that I’m a man now
And men are supposed to carry on regardless
And never show their cards
But I’m worried for the future
Pissed off with the past
It’s the bricks that made us who we were to who we are
So regardless of the carry on
People talking like they put a bally on
Need to pop a Valium
See I’m married so my family is paramount
So carry on
I'm a do my thing
And guess I’ll see you on the flipside
Know a lot of people some of them would choose the opposite of this life
And so be it
No preacher man
Dan Ashcroft
Peace and love to the all seeing
From each and all dealings
The hand that feeds us isn’t infinite
Nobody is more or less deserving than another either
Somebody who’s worked for everything deserves the most respect over someone who’s been given everything is not a sour stance, it’s my demeanour
Blood is thicker than water, and my circle is decreasing
The bonds are getting stronger
Every link that is depleting with it
Cos the short ennings is relatively dwelled as non-renewable
The stress that I exert upon myself is massive
When it overspills I do and say the things
That I internalised for years to come across as passive
Now I know myself
I hate myself
Another riddle
The ego and achievements playing piggy in the middle
What I have is then eclipsed
With everything I haven’t
Trap myself into a corner
Like I’ve seen it happen
But it’s how I really feel
And yes it is imbalanced
But I guess that’s just the way it is
A worthy challenge
From the early to the latest points
Exerting efforts
And sleep is just a waste of my last earthly seconds
And everything I am and all that I’ll become
Is secondary to the plot that we’ve been placed upon until it’s gone
[Pre Chorus]
So the sunlight dies
The trials of the figments under judgement
Every tattered letter broken down for the owner looking inwards
Now to add the onus of a kinship
An anchor to the feet is what is printed
Somewhere buried back before the caring started
Is a skeleton who's mourning, their whole departed
A flag is waving with a weary motion still protruding from the ruins of the foothold under a surviving ocean
That's it
[Chorus]
That’s it (x4)
That’s how it goes down
That’s how it, how it goes now
That’s it (x4)
That’s how it goes now
That’s how it, how it goes down
That’s it (x4)
That’s how it goes now
That’s how it, how it goes down
That’s it (x3) That’s it That’s it
That’s how it goes now
That’s how it, how it goes down
[Verse 2]
Chess board pieces that move in guessed patterns
Intrinsic to our nature
From our learnings to our lonesome atoms
And as surroundings play supporting roles
The story arc is hidden under what we’re told
Question nothing
Just behold what is in front of you
Ignorance is paradise to fools, tools and parables
Quell mummering and maybe even to further it
The servitude is saving the grace of working for only food
Long in teeth with the goldfish cerebrals
Patriarchy painted in the fabric with a pitch
Where caramel is salted and attention spans expired
Please excuse me while skin myself
Which started with a pinch
And I’m sorry but this path all is my rorschach
All I see is horse crap
Fighting just to take a clean breath
In this corpse that is strung along on false flags
Tunnels in the floors, mapped
Either I’m here or on a morgue strap
[Pre Chorus]
So the sunlight dies
The trials of the figments under judgement
Every tattered letter broken down for the owner looking inwards
Now to add the onus of a kinship
An anchor to the feet is what is printed
Somewhere buried back before the caring started
Is a skeleton who's mourning their whole departing
A flag is waving with a weary motion still protruding from the ruins of the foothold under a surviving ocean
That's it
[Chorus]
That’s it (x4)
That’s how it goes down
That’s how it, how it goes now
That’s it (x4)
That’s how it goes now
That’s how it, how it goes down
That’s it (x4)
That’s how it goes now
That’s how it, how it goes down
That’s it (x3) That’s it That’s it
That’s how it goes now
That’s how it, how it goes down
So they say that I’m a man now
And men are supposed to carry on regardless
And never show their cards
But I’m worried for the future
Pissed off with the past
It’s the bricks that made us who we were to who we are
So regardless of the carry on
People talking like they put a bally on
Need to pop a Valium
See I’m married so my family is paramount
So carry on
I'm a do my thing
And guess I’ll see you on the flipside
Know a lot of people some of them would choose the opposite of this life
And so be it
No preacher man
Dan Ashcroft
Peace and love to the all seeing
From each and all dealings
The hand that feeds us isn’t infinite
Nobody is more or less deserving than another either
Somebody who’s worked for everything deserves the most respect over someone who’s been given everything is not a sour stance, it’s my demeanour
Blood is thicker than water, and my circle is decreasing
The bonds are getting stronger
Every link that is depleting with it
Cos the short ennings is relatively dwelled as non-renewable
The stress that I exert upon myself is massive
When it overspills I do and say the things
That I internalised for years to come across as passive
Now I know myself
I hate myself
Another riddle
The ego and achievements playing piggy in the middle
What I have is then eclipsed
With everything I haven’t
Trap myself into a corner
Like I’ve seen it happen
But it’s how I really feel
And yes it is imbalanced
But I guess that’s just the way it is
A worthy challenge
From the early to the latest points
Exerting efforts
And sleep is just a waste of my last earthly seconds
And everything I am and all that I’ll become
Is secondary to the plot that we’ve been placed upon until it’s gone
[Pre Chorus]
So the sunlight dies
The trials of the figments under judgement
Every tattered letter broken down for the owner looking inwards
Now to add the onus of a kinship
An anchor to the feet is what is printed
Somewhere buried back before the caring started
Is a skeleton who's mourning, their whole departed
A flag is waving with a weary motion still protruding from the ruins of the foothold under a surviving ocean
That's it
[Chorus]
That’s it (x4)
That’s how it goes down
That’s how it, how it goes now
That’s it (x4)
That’s how it goes now
That’s how it, how it goes down
That’s it (x4)
That’s how it goes now
That’s how it, how it goes down
That’s it (x3) That’s it That’s it
That’s how it goes now
That’s how it, how it goes down
[Verse 2]
Chess board pieces that move in guessed patterns
Intrinsic to our nature
From our learnings to our lonesome atoms
And as surroundings play supporting roles
The story arc is hidden under what we’re told
Question nothing
Just behold what is in front of you
Ignorance is paradise to fools, tools and parables
Quell mummering and maybe even to further it
The servitude is saving the grace of working for only food
Long in teeth with the goldfish cerebrals
Patriarchy painted in the fabric with a pitch
Where caramel is salted and attention spans expired
Please excuse me while skin myself
Which started with a pinch
And I’m sorry but this path all is my rorschach
All I see is horse crap
Fighting just to take a clean breath
In this corpse that is strung along on false flags
Tunnels in the floors, mapped
Either I’m here or on a morgue strap
[Pre Chorus]
So the sunlight dies
The trials of the figments under judgement
Every tattered letter broken down for the owner looking inwards
Now to add the onus of a kinship
An anchor to the feet is what is printed
Somewhere buried back before the caring started
Is a skeleton who's mourning their whole departing
A flag is waving with a weary motion still protruding from the ruins of the foothold under a surviving ocean
That's it
[Chorus]
That’s it (x4)
That’s how it goes down
That’s how it, how it goes now
That’s it (x4)
That’s how it goes now
That’s how it, how it goes down
That’s it (x4)
That’s how it goes now
That’s how it, how it goes down
That’s it (x3) That’s it That’s it
That’s how it goes now
That’s how it, how it goes down