Wasteland - Horrorshow, Turquoise Prince, Horrorshow feat. Turquoise Prince

Faces in the crowd

Swaying on the floor

Posing me a question

I cannot ignore

Longing for euphoria

Puts me in the wrong

Tryna escape but the hold is just too strong

I got a splitting headache

Temples throbbing and my mouth is cotton

Can’t believe I went and did this shit again

Drinking liquor till it send me in a spin and then I

Wake up in the morning, living in a world of pain

Wasteland—see round here we do this every weekend

Dead of winter, silly season, we can always find a reason

And I never seem to learn from my mistakes

Moderate the intake

I swear by now I’ve died a thousand deaths this way

Way back before this Horrorsquad shit ever shit was poppin' off

I was working overtime at the bottle shop

Every day I’d see the same faces clocking off

Shuffle in, shuffle out, paper bag, on the grog

It made me wonder, what is it that we’re switching on and off

When we listen to our inner monologue?

What is it we looking for that we too scared to find?

What is it we don’t wanna see that’s got us getting blind?

In this colony of ills

To keep it 100-proof, here’s the truth distilled

Go and look up the rum corps, you’ll see this ain’t no run of the mill

This the land of the lockout and the 6 o’clock swill

So what’s the deal?

Faces in the crowd

Swaying on the floor

Posing me a question

I cannot ignore

Longing for euphoria

Puts me in the wrong

Tryna escape but the hold is just too strong

Friday night and we were numbered ‘bout a dozen

Too much substance to be saying anything of substance

But of course that don’t stop the discussion

We buzzing, talking over the top of one other, we bugging

When some some youngin in the corner pipes up and says something like

‘I'ma get fucked up tonight', well alright

Spoken like a man on a mission

To carry on a great Australian tradition

Dunno if I’d call it peer pressure

But you know what they say about those birds of a feather, they flock together

And I can’t remember the last time I had a night that I can’t remember

So a bender is the very first item on the agenda

We keep going at this rate, we gon' detonate

‘I'm just going for one drink', ‘Yeah whatever mate.'

Won’t you pull yourself together?

Yeah, I know you meant well enough, but shit

Alcohol is a hell of a drug, got me staring at the…

Faces in the crowd

Swaying on the floor

Posing me a question

I cannot ignore

Longing for euphoria

Puts me in the wrong

Tryna escape but the hold is just too strong