There are no more games left to play,
I'll just play the same hand time and time again.
There's nothing left to insinuate,
I get it loud and clear, we've had our day.

Maybe it's my fault for falling too deep,
But then you led me to the edge and then abandoned me,
All it took was a little push and I fell right down,
And then you left me at the bottom with no hope of being found,

And I know that I like it and it's not alright,
But I'll allow myself to mope tonight, I earned the right
Because yet again I tried, and yet again I failed
But I’ll pick myself up and get back on the trail

Cos I know one day I’ll wake up and I’ll have forgotten you
But until that day I remain just a little bit raw from what you put me through
And I know it’s not your fault,
To place the blame isn't what I want at all
But you left me so sore.

Time has a habit of helping you forget,
But then the process of forgetting means you dwell on your regrets,
And I don’t know if you met me but I am the thinking type,
Am I ever going to find another lady or will I be alone every night for the rest of my life… Sam you’re so full of shite!


from Little Robbie's Gas Mask, released January 4, 2014
Sam Parry – Vocals/Guitars
Steve Pycroft – Drums, Shakes, Whistles and bells
Pete Robinson – Keys
Alex Timewell – Bass
Claire Press – Saxophone
Lucian Amos - Trumpet

Written/Arranged by S. Parry
Mixed/ Engineered by Chris Hamilton
Recorded at Cotton Mouth Studios.
Mastered by Philosophers Barn Mastering



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'Formed from the ashes of a ska/punk monstrosity, XMenBTeam consists of Sam and his fellow BTeam. Nursed on a diet of pop punk and ska, Sam grew up singing about not understanding girls and life. Now twenty something, Sam still doesn't get it, and his songs reflect this. Infectiously singable and always with a smile.' ... more

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