A Little Bit Older, A Lot Less Wiser

by Cast Ashore

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released March 10, 2017

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Track Name: Ill
I don’t feel that great today but I know with time it gets better
We shovel shit just to make ends meet,
5 pound an hour in’t getting better

But maybe this time next year (we’ll make it out of this town)
We’ve worn the same clothes for a week
But maybe this time next year
Well fall apart and go our own ways

I’m afraid that I’m the one who made you stay,
but all I know is ‘Fuck it, were still here anyway.’

It’s so god damn early I’m not getting any sleep tonight
But I found a way to just stay up and always feel just fine
It’s getting awkward
‘So I had my tongue in her arse, right?’

I’m afraid that I’m the one who made you stay,
But all I know is ‘Fuck it, were still here anyway.’
Track Name: Here It Goes
The houses surrounding for the past few years
Have made me reassure myself
That life’s not half as bad as I make out
A year ago I’d change my mind
I'd cross my heart and hope to die
That I wouldn’t say this

I’m not one to complain but you fucking frustrate me
It’s been more than a few 4, 5, 6 more mistakes
Now I’ve tried to keep calm but your actions leave me sick to my stomach
And I can’t quite bring myself to give a shit

Just wylin’ out cut me some slack I’ve had enough shit on my back.

Responsibilities bring out the worst in me
I’ve got enough trouble trying to look after myself
It only took 3 months 3 weeks 4 days
To realise I’d never amount to nothing better than this
But that’s all I got
Cos that’s all I’ve

For six months, I thought you were dead
Just give me two’s on that cigarette before I throw up
All these words, ‘oh just fucking grow up’
That’s what’s she said
Oh that’s what she said

Just wylin’ out cut me some slack I’ve had enough shit on my back
Just wylin’ out cut me some slack I’ve had enough shit on my back

Life sucks
So get used to it
Wrap your arms around the ones you love the mostest
And grow up the opposite
To everyone else
Track Name: Mornings
They say that you learn from the mistakes that you make
As life goes on and on
But I’m sat here at half five just watching time fly
Like I’ve got somewhere to go

But I’m bored of each day, bored of waiting for pay,
Bored of spending on boring days out
Go out when its dark, when I get home its dark
Just to get home and be bored again

Cos it’s a fucked-up world and it making me hurl
And I’m trying to figure it out
Things are looking up, but my eyes are still on the ground.

I can’t get myself out of bed
Whether it’s for work in the morning or slightly important
Nothing makes much sense
I’m busy running circles in my head

Cos it’s a fucked-up world and it’s making me hurl
And I’m trying to figure it out

I’m afraid
(of drowning in my own sick)
And things are looking up but
(I’m afraid)
I’m still feeling pessimistic

I’m afraid
(of drowning in my own sick)
And things are looking up but
(I’m afraid)
I’m still feeling pessimistic

- Break -

I’m afraid
(of drowning in my own sick)
And things are looking up but
(I’m afraid)
I’m still feeling pessimistic

I’m afraid
(of drowning in my own sick)
And things are looking up but
(I’m afraid)
I’m still feeling pessimistic

So just drive
I’m always trying to hard
Yeah I’m lying to myself
Cause I’ve never really bothered at all
Track Name: Friday
I’ve got my feet on the ground again
I’m still talking to myself about my day
But its Friday
And I’m feeling sort of ok
But while we’re on the subject

I know something you don’t know and I’m about to tell to whole world
And I can’t wait to see you crashing down

I’ve told you one and I’ll tell you twice
If you don’t get Sambuca with each and every pint
You’re not my friend
Do you understand?
That you’re not my friend
But it’s Friday
And I’m feeling sort of ok
Again

I know something you don’t know and I’m about to tell to whole world
And I can’t wait to see you crashing down
And watch you explode
Call it quits and just take a sip
Let it hit the spot and I’ll see you again next weekend

Drop me a text and tell me where you’re at and I’ll see you again next weekend
Drop me a text and tell me where you’re at and I’ll see you again next weekend
Drop me a text and tell me where you’re at and I’ll see you again next weekend
Drop me a text and tell me where you’re at!

Call it quits and just take a sip
Let it hit the spot and I’ll see you again next weekend
Track Name: There's More To Me
Walking around in circles trying to find a better way
Of making this look easy is this working
Yeah man, safe
Cos I’m half arsed and borderline
Useless at the best of times

Is this what we wanted?
(Is this what we wanted?)
It’s not what we wanted
Look out for me when you pass by
There’s more to me than meets the eye

Is this what we wanted?
(Is this what we wanted?)
It’s not what we wanted
Look out for me when you pass by
There’s more to me than meets the eye

I took a shot in the dark
Ended up just where we wanted
Thoughts of future thinking got us worried about the past?
Or is that just me?

Is this what we wanted?
(Is this what we wanted?)
It’s not what we wanted
Look out for me when you pass by
There’s more to me than meets the eye

Is this what we wanted?
(Is this what we wanted?)
It’s not what we wanted
Look out for me when you pass by
There’s more to me than meets the eye

Don’t hold your breath
We’re not making promises
Reach for the best
And see what this turns out to be

Don’t hold your breath
We’re not making promises
Reach for the best
And see what this turns out to be like

Come around mine Friday night
We’ll order take-out food
There’s a couch to stay on if you like
We’ll talk about our whole life
All those tattoos we never got
That represent the times that we were
Alright
Tattoos we never got that represent the times that we were
Just fine

Why don’t you come around mine Friday night?
We’ll order take-out food
There’s a couch to rest your head
Or stay on if you like
We’ll talk about our whole life
All those tattoos we never got
That represent the times that we were
Fine
Track Name: You'll Miss Me
It only took me four days just to realise a change
In the front of your car riding shotgun again
that all I ever wanted was to be right here right now

It’s hard enough trying to get just one day off of work
Fund a lifestyle that I always knew wouldn’t work
But all I ever wanted was
To be right here right now
With you

So let’s hit the road to where we don’t know
I swear ill miss you even if you don’t
Miss me, you’ll miss me
I swear I won’t

It’s safe to say we’ve had enough
Four mardy adolescent fucks
With half a brain cell each between us all

So let’s hit the road to where we don’t know
I swear I’ll miss you even if you don’t
Miss me, you’ll miss me
I swear I won’t

You’ll miss me
You’ll miss me
You’ll miss me
You’ll miss me
You’ll miss me
You’ll miss me
You’ll miss me
You’ll miss
Me