The Constant Battle For Consciousness

by Dirty Kirst

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So this is it. Our last release. Six tracks of melodic punk rock that represent where we've been and where we are today. We hope you like it, and we hope that you have as many fond memories of the band as we have. It's been fun.

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released April 17, 2017

All songs written by C Brown / K Buckham / A Forster / P Sharman.

Mixed and produced by K Buckham and Matty Moon. Check him out, he's a dude: mattymoon.co.uk

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Dirty Kirst Cambridge, UK

Now Deceased Melodic Punk Band from St. Neots, Cambridgeshire.

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Track Name: Time's Running Out
Don’t tell me lies I’ll see through.

Won’t make me trust in you.

But if you didn’t say what they said
why did they say you said it to me?
Now you’re crawling around at the back of the room like a thief.

Time won’t change this
I can’t change this now.
The past is the past.
Time’s running out.

You sold us down that river

and fucked it all with one mistake.

But if you didn’t say what they said
why did they say you said it to me?
Now I’m licking my wounds as I seek to forgive the deceit.
Track Name: Dead Or Alive
Dead or alive.
Dead or alive.
I cannot believe my eyes.
Running out of reasons to forgive my people.

Dead or alive.
Dead or alive.
I cannot believe my eyes.
Running out of reasons to forgive myself.

As I stare through the glass of the 100th floor
half a mile above the ground
I see
bare trees, empty streets, there's no life at all
now this cocoon keeps us alive

The world we knew does not exist.
The violence took its toll
and now we
live in plastic packaging,
soaked in chemicals

First the temperature rose then the fires came.
Then disease it took control.
The oceans
rose till the land was a memory.
A population in trouble.

The lifeboats are our villages,
Technology our God.
And though we
pray that we may suffer this
it won’t excuse our disregard.
Track Name: Help Me Grow
Rolling on it makes more sense as
we move through this life.
Smoothing out the rough edges
that cut you like a knife
'till it feels alright.
Coming home tonight.
Help me, help me grow now.
Walking round in circles till you
guided me back home.

You are the one.
Breath in deep
I fall into your arms you are the one.
Breath in deep
I fall into your arms.

Rolling on that feeling comes down
crashing over me.
Pulls me under, fills my lungs
so I can barely breathe
'till it feels alright.
Coming home tonight.

Walking round in circles till you
Guided me back home (guided me back home)
The victory’s a landslide
With arms wide I know
I will not look back

Rolling on that feeling comes down
crashing over me (crashing over me)
Pulls me under, fills my lungs
so I can only breathe the calming sea.
Track Name: The Bitter End
I don’t need someone I can call a friend.
I just want someone different to them.

To have integrity.
To have a sense of what’s fair.
To favour parity
instead of life more austere.

I honestly thought that this was the end.
That things would all be looking up again.

But we weren’t strong enough.
Brought a knife to a gunfight.
Myopic consequence.
Sometimes it’s wrong to be ‘right’.

Following to the bitter end.

The people are all rising up in arms.
Mad as hell with bells ringing alarms.

There’s pandemonium.
The scene is out of control.
But the shower of shit goes on.
How much more will we condone?

Following to the bitter end.
Track Name: George Fights The Dragon
I can't believe that you would bet it all on me
For Better days, better days.

Is easier when you have nothing else to lose
But Memories, memories

If it's all the same to you he said
I would rather leave instead
Than stay here with my tail between my legs my friend.
I am alive but I'm
Dying inside
I feel I have so much more to give!

Won’t you take my armour
Hold my sword
Save my life with
these four chords

I hope that you'll forgive the life I stole from you
For better days, better days.

I'm getting blisters walking miles in your shoes
To get away, get away.

Won't don't you be yourself
The better man.
From higher ground
we'll understand.