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I Can Not Stop This

by Sobgoblin

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1.
i've got more love than a semi-truck when the rear engine explodes like in final destination i have not been loved in three whole years but i distinctly recall getting fucked and fucked over again fucked and fucked over again fucked and fucked over again fucked and fucked over again this is a throwback to my personal folklore back to the summer where i acted like a whore i am venomous and most heinous my heart is caked in grime lift up your pretty shirt and i'll confess to you a war crime i'm coming home i'm coming home empathy & apathy have taken everything from me so i'm coming home prescription pills have made me so catty i had a dream about killing your daddy i'm a plagiarist, i'm full of shit and now everyone will see i'm asking you to gently impale my throat upon your knee i'm coming home i'm coming home empathy & apathy have taken everything from me so i'm coming home i'm coming home i'm coming home empathy & apathy have taken everything from me so i'm coming home
2.
i tried to meet your gaze the sun was bleeding through the haze i guess that waking up is just a stupid phase i put my ray-ban's on to hide the donuts in my eyes all bloodshot and powdered cause you are the sea you know you're full of glee but my name spells mediocrity and now my gloom is looming i could see you fuming you could cut through the smoke with an electric guitar we're like two kids on christmas eve we're not to naive to deceive anyone with a present we're getting down and dirty on the eleven-thirty headed back towards the station i was taught catholicism but i live by nihilism so i'm asking you to save me you were getting down right flirty some people say i am wordy so i will read you a book if you suck on my tongue i wrote a love letter but sometimes hate works better are you the kind of girl who never gets any wetter? i live in a daydream that exists on a moonbeam oh my, oh my, this is not what it seems i'm a depressed mess you're the fucking best now there's a broken egg falling out of a nest and now there's nothing left for us but you still can't ignore us i can see you're bored so here's a chorus we're like two kids on christmas eve we're not to naive to deceive anyone with a present we're getting down and dirty on the eleven-thirty headed back towards the station i was taught catholicism but i live by nihilism so i'm asking you to save me you were getting down right flirty some people say i am wordy so i will read you a book if you suck on my tongue i've been crowned the king of shit and you can be my queen who's always lit i'm starting to wish that i was dead i need a girl who's always spread you can smack my face call me an asshole i'm sorry if this is becoming a hassle i'm starting to feel like i'm getting ill i'm sorry that i'm such an upbeat buzzkill an upbeat buzzkill an upbeat buzzkill and not be a buzzkill and not be a buzzkill
3.
followed by black skies but cursed by green eyes nobody gets a repeal cause down in the city things were getting so gritty baby, we need time to heal and i am such an unbearable bore so i will spare you all the guts and the gore cause you're my flame you keep me lit i guess it's kinda sad that candles have to eat their own wicks it's just like when rodents devour their young you tied your noose but you were pushed rather than hung i can not stop this so everybody get on the ground this is not a momentary lap in empathy no this is a robbery the love lives of fruit flies the way heart tissue dies this isn't math but oh, i wish that it were cause i've been polluted dredged up and diluted like the hudson from glens falls to new york and i am such and immaculate whore for five more dollars i will show you the door cause you're my flame you keep me lit i guess it's kinda sad that candles have to eat their own wicks it's just like when rodents devour their young you tied your noose but you were pushed rather than hung i can not stop this so everybody get on the ground this is not a momentary lap in empathy no this is a robbery how the hell do you expect me to play that game when i don't know the rules, i am so fucking lame i don't wanna die alone on a twin sized mattress but that's where i'm gonna end up if i don't accept fate or learn to live without hate just give me a second chance i'm not too cool to dance cause you're my flame you keep me lit i guess it's kinda sad that candles have to eat their own wicks it's just like when rodents devour their young you tied your noose but you were pushed rather than hung i can not stop this so everybody get on the ground this is not a momentary lap in empathy no this is a robbery
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Hunky Junkie 03:22
this is a song for sailors about failures with stars in your eyes you looked just like a jailer she's my lover i don't love her maybe just like a brother now we're twisted on blotters and fucking each other so why didn't your mother ever tell you not to play with your food? well, i am here to tell you: hey, girl that includes me too they say your life is like a bottle of wine it tastes better when you're well fed but how am i supposed to get drunker at all when all my role models are dead and everyone i've ever loved may as well also be dead now i'm picking my scabs and doing the crab cause this ain't no rehab no this is a cash-grab i'm so sick so god damn sick i acted like a dick i'm sorry i think it's just a nervous tick so are you the kind of girl who thinks that junkies are so hunky well, i've been clean and sober for a year but i think i could relapse for you they say your life is like a bottle of wine it tastes better when you're well fed but how am i supposed to get drunker at all when all my role models are dead and everyone i've ever loved may as well also be dead pick yourself up mother fucker cause i won't kill myself over you no more no more cause i won't kill myself over you no more i won't kill myself over you no more i won't kill myself over you no more they say your life is like a bottle of wine it tastes better when you're well fed but how am i supposed to get drunker at all when all my role models are dead and everyone i've ever loved may as well also be dead
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Evaporate 05:38
run away little girl from your man where darkness touches the woods we will meet again don't believe in love it can let you down but who's to stop us now from having fun fun fun i want to evaporate i want to evaporate into you creatures will sing as we dance in the dark and that great bell will ring in my head i won't tell our friends anything they don't already know but now that boy's got a gun point at me me me i want to evaporate i want to evaporate into you i want to want to evaporate
6.
i knew a boy who went down to the city he put a needle in his arm now i don't see him no more i had some friends who stuck bills up their noses they stuck them up to far and now they don't come back out my little sister she asked me why do you hate me well i don't hate you i'm just trying to deal with myself i tried too hard to not try at all i tried too hard to not try at all i tried too hard to not try at all i tried too hard to not try at all i had a friend he was more of an acquaintance acquaintances come but more often they go i met a girl and she took my virginity now she's with another man i know him only only from photographs i had some drinks and i had my friend's keys i said, "fuck you all to hell" i'm gonna go for a ride i tried too hard to not try at all i tried too hard to not try at all i tried too hard to not try at all i tried too hard to not try at all i tried too hard to not try at all i tried too hard to not try at all i tried too hard to not try at all i tried too hard to not try at all

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released January 3, 2017

Kevin Cardinale - vocals, guitar
Kevin Stephenson - guitar, vocals
Ian D'Amica-Nichols - bass, vocals
Kevin Goss - drums, vocals

Produced by Tom Case
Artwork by Kevin Cardinale

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