The Cull from Thee Heartless by Thee Heartless

A slow winter, a lazy summer, we're no closer to any answers
a simple tune and impending doom with deadlines we can't keep

No shelter with a safer bet, a better way we ain't seen yet
Jive through our lives with love and lies and flaws for all to see
this is how we get out kicks, rage until blacked out or sick
it's a past time that never aged well but it seemed to stick

There's something to her timing and sad truths pack a sting
it got all sides to drop their fists, realise the fight no longer exists
slow the fuck down, or phone it all in, somehow they're all convinced
there's no light at the end of all this, a narrow, shallow win

• Punk
• Hong Kong