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Who Cares?

by Yellow Belly

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1.
First Step 04:15
I hold my best friend inside of my lungs But I’ve gotta get over that. I’ve gotta grow up. I know all too well about life’s stale taste. The truth will always be bitter From the playground to the grave. And though it’s not gonna kill me No it’s not gonna help We never are what we could be But at least we get to yell At the top of our lungs From the bottom of our hearts. If I’m gonna fight you this is how it’s gonna start. All your words come in the same old rhythms The only change is in the middle Where the words become a meaning For beginning all the words that spill From orfices tightly controlled by everything we love and hold God help me cause the rhythm’s getting old. But when people walk together, people walk together. People, walk together. People, walk together. Walk together, walk together. Legs all syncopated to each other’s right or left ones On the pavement stomping. Never stopping. Come on everybody. The sky is not a backdrop and the world is not your stage. We all live under the same sun. I can’t see you but you’re there Waging war on the poor with our white collar crime ignored. Oh god forbid somebody say that we’re all equal at the core.
2.
Who Cares? 04:30
I've been cancelling the plans I made with you in my mind it's been silent on my end for weeks at a time i don't have the pleasure of being there all of the time so why the hell should I even care if I'm on your mind I've been keeping you on the back burner my torch held up high all i want to do is crawl inside of your mind and i'd wait my whole life if it meant that one day I'd be yours but a little more than five minutes is all that I'm worth and it's all I deserve i don't blame you for wanting something other than words so for whatever they're worth here's a few more less burdening me let me know when you've heard enough. let me know when you've heard enough please.
3.
Roots 02:22
All our roots are shallow because we will never call this home we wait our whole lives for the wind to take us someplace we can grow. I see the face of friends in the faces of strangers slight resemblances to past acquaintances they pass by without second glances my old friends would do the same i've seen everyone that I've ever known slip right through my fucking fingers i could promise somebody the world but all i'm doing is clipping their wings.
4.
Sickness 02:32
if they wanna tear down my door then they're gonna have to say to my face "we know that we are not here for your sake we're all just playing the game at your expense. we watch it all from our position on the front lines where common sense is overruled by our procedures and presidents and where every decision made is frivilous. For money wealth and business..." you've paid the price now take the fucking product of your sins. Yeah I'm a product of your systm and my soul is soiled and my heart's impure. my mind is a disease and there is no cure. we are all just captive animals. we're forced to live mechanically like all the tools we've learned to use with hands that we've so long abused the priviledge of having. all we're good for's wrecking havoc. we embrace our ignorance so we don't have to know the pain that we inflict without a thought. just a flick of the wrist. if we're created by a god, then your god must be an idiot. they ignore the words that come from our lips when they're coupled with violence. we're kept docile and imprisoned with no chance of a release. we don't get a damn thing when we're begging them please. they measure out the cost but they don't think of our pain so we lash out through impulses we try so hard to contain. we thrash out and we seal our fates when all we have is our frustration. we act out and damn ourselves when all we have to give is hatred. stand in line and give no lip cause your freedom is just a priviledge that you have been given just as lot as you embrace the system. hide your eyes, keep yourself hidden. you're disgusting. you're afflicted. stay hopelessly disconnected. pray away every erection. there is no escape so there's no point in even trying. i can tell you the apocalypse is gonna be D.I.Y. and i can tell you truly, i've always been looking forward to the end of our existance since the day that i was born. we've been praying for the end of days since our first breath. all we need's a little time to end the fucking world ourselves. my soul is soiled and my heart's impure. my mind is a disease and there is no cure. we're unwelcome in our cities and inside of our skins the only thing we have to call our own are gimmicks and our sins. though our prison isn't brick and mortar we're still separated further now more than we ever thought we could be distanced from each other. building walls between our friends and screaming through the bricks we've lain existing so solitary we've started to go insane.
5.
Ugly 04:11
6.
Repeat 05:27
it's hard to picture my own death and yeah it's hard to be definite it's hard to be very fun when all that you can think about is how you're not ready not prepared for the very end how much meaning can be packed in a thing we've all been feeling since the very beginning? calm down, it's just living that's so very overwhelming. can we just get something more than a cold shoulder to cry on? something deeper than an agenda to rely on? talking like adults is getting harder cause it hurts i know to tell your old man that his methods didn't work but if you aren't learning from mistakes then it's cause you don't care. go ahead and fall back on your failures but take my word, your life is gonna be lacking if all you want from it are bad habits and distractions. every single day is full of chances to show your children, your friends, hell, the whole damn world something loving and kind. you won't always have the promise of a little more time cause you won't always be able to negotiate specifics of your fate try as you might you can't control the situation but there's lots that you can learn along the way and when you close your eyes you aughta know right then if it was love or just lies that you were living in. if this is as good as it gets i'm sorry but i'll always be trying to improve. that much i'll always promise.
7.
Outro 00:42

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"There was hope for Job like a cut down tree.
I hope that there's such hope for me."
- Mewithoutyou

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released December 23, 2014

Charles Angel spent a lot of time on this album for us and I think it shows.

We played most of these songs with George a lot in 2013. We don't break out the ukulele anymore these days but maybe one day we'll get to play Ugly once more.

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Yellow Belly Carbondale, Illinois

i don't want to bring you down, but i want to make you think.

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