A Change of Pace

by For All The Wrong Reasons

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released May 1, 2014

All music written and performed by For All The Wrong Reasons
Produced by Phil Clark
Mixed by Lester Woodward
Mastered by Audiomaster

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For All The Wrong Reasons Lincoln, UK

For All The Wrong Reasons are a 5-piece pop punk band based in Lincoln, UK. The band is comprised of Alexander Statham (Vocals), Jacob Pointing (Guitar, Backing Vocals), Chris Dunn (Guitar), Aiden De Ruiter (Bass) and Lou Coe (Drums).

Formed in 2013, For All The Wrong Reasons are out to write and produce some new pop punk with influences from the bands that made the genre great.
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Track Name: I've Given Up On Giving Up
My head is swelling up with bad ideas
I've grown to be a defunct kid and all my past times are boring me now.

There's nothing in my cupboards
There's nothing in my fridge
And I don't have a back up plan
I'm a poor excuse of a man.

My head is swelling up with bad ideas
I've grown to be a defunct kid and all my past times are boring me now.

Someone get me the hell out of here
Where these ignorant dicks have no idea how I feel about them now.

So I'm doing it for the ride
Trying to keep it in my stride
It got the better of me.
But it's okay, 'cause I'm alright about it now.
It got the better of me.

My head is swelling up with bad ideas
I've grown to be a defunct kid and all my past times are boring me now.

Someone get me the hell out of here
Where these ignorant dicks have no idea how I feel about them now.
Track Name: To Hell With This
Dug out my old photos
I think I remembered shit being worse than ever
I can talk to people again, I guess it was all in my head.

Now I am unrested
You tell me that I'm lazy and I bury my head in the sand.
I can't stand being alone
So you pulled me out my room; my clothes were laid out ready.
I know a house that's always lazy.

I feel like I'm dying of Spanish 'flu in 1918,
But I'm a kid from '92 and now it's birds and swines.
I came so close to the end, but I fell short.

Remember when we sat in my car for 3 hours,
Chain smoked and I drove you home?
Remember when we sat at the bottom of your road?
You just got up and you went home.

Now I am unrested
You tell me that I'm lazy and I bury my head in the sand.
I can't stand being alone
So you pulled me out my room; my clothes were laid out ready.
I know a house that's always lazy.

I just want to know how you feel about me.
'Cause I fear the worst; I'm anxious and awkward.

It's not so bad.