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Sugar Packets
7
Punk
Utwór Sugar Packets został wydany 1 maja 2026 przez Quiet Panic jako część albumu The Far Fallen Fruit
album cover
Data wydania1 maja 2026
WytwórniaQuiet Panic
JęzykEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM157

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gottlieb
Gottlieb
Performer
Andrew Pescara
Andrew Pescara
Lead Vocals
Mike Carnarius
Mike Carnarius
Electric Guitar
Dylan Marquez
Dylan Marquez
Bass Guitar
Dave Chessey
Dave Chessey
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Pescara
Andrew Pescara
Songwriter
Mike Carnarius
Mike Carnarius
Songwriter
Dylan Marquez
Dylan Marquez
Songwriter
Dave Chessey
Dave Chessey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gottlieb
Gottlieb
Producer

Tekst Utworu

A flower from corpse unseen by the light
cruelty's a cliche so normal
I forget it scares me
though I see it daily.
This ain't the voice of a down and out man.
Death is silent, so is it's acceptance.
Hands with arms gotta put down the mic first.
It hurts when the time comes,
but it's worse to keep hanging on.
This ain't the voice of a down and out man.
Still, the only leaders that interest me are these
one's we've damned to bearing the weight
wasting away to afford their days.
I see them out there.
Sweet, forgotten sugar packets
hardened, misused, discarded and
buried beneath the failing wobbly leg
How many are there?
The million little corpses budding from a million flowers seeing
pedals for their rotting limbs and roots as their oppressors?
They're the down and out men. Bitter bloomed from hopeful light.
When gonnas turn to could'ves see the spring sprout fields of mines.
It's their mutually assured destruction.
And it didn't take long. It didn't take long
for the spring to sprout fields of mines.
Still, the only leaders that interest me are these
one's we've damned to bearing the weight
wasting away to afford their days.
I see them out there.
Sweet, forgotten sugar packets
hardened, misused, discarded and
buried beneath the failing wobbly leg
How many are there?
How many of you are a coward like me?
Students to the namesake propaganda of the deed?
Faith in academic inevitability:
Something's coming, something's coming,
yeah, someone's coming.
But I wonder how long.
Don't you wonder how long?
And I wonder if I'm wrong.
Goddamn, if i could die on this stage in front of you, you know I'd tried to
be torn about by these privileged distractions
Find what you love and let it kill you
Find what you love and let it kill you.
But you and me?
Well we won't be so lucky.
This ain't the voice of a down & out man.
Are we gonna be a day late and a dollar short
waiting to be pushed?
Feels about the time to put down this mic.
Feels about the time to speak in my movements.
Fellow cowards, sweet sugar packets
I'll see you out there.
Yeah, I'll see you (out/up) there.
Written by: Andrew Pescara, Dave Chessey, Dylan Marquez, Mike Carnarius
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