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I'm not exactly sure what I should say
Everything I do is a mistake, your attention is attention
(It doesn't matter if it's fake or real)
I'll take it if I get it, oh I've made up my mind
I'll do it over any time
You're over it, over me
Present just physically
The last words from the dyin' scene
You're over me, you're over me
I really need to hear how great I am
'Cause I can't even get up out of bed
Now say it like you mean it
(It doesn't matter how I really feel)
Sing it back softly, oh you got to be strong
And I've been empty, oh so long
You're over it, over me
Present just physically
Last words from the dyin' scene

You're over me
The old days all went bad, rotted, wilted black
Before you'd have a chance to call
I'll be on the next train home
Add it to the endless list
Of all the things we'll never, ever know
You're over it, over me
Present just physically
The last words from the dyin' scene
You're over me, you're over me, you're over me

Enjoy the lyrics !!!
Ryan – Vocals/Guitar
Scotty – Drums
Kaz – Bass
Mark – Guitar

Ryan, Mark, Kaz, and Scotty are a punk band. They play songs about drinking too much, working shitty jobs, attempting to recapture their lost youths, staying up all night and sleeping all day. Ryan cut his teeth playing with Florida heroes Discount for a long time. He’s old now. He eventually decided to return to his former ethic, starting Monikers after years (and one terrible electronic record) living abroad in Scotland.

Mark and Kaz have been around the gloryhole of the punk scene over the last decade, so they have lots of funny stories. Scotty (aka Scotty College) is probably the most famous punk in the whole of Florida. He can drink a whole lot and can yell ‘Skinhead!’ loud as hell.

They are big fans of hanging out and proud purveyors of Natural Ice. With ‘Wake Up’ now in the hands of fine people everywhere, Monikers are prepared to cement their place in history as one of many fish swimming in the sea of pop-punk bands with gritty vocals and cynical lyrics.

‘Wake Up’ is the product of year of slacking off, years of avoiding practice and playing far too drunk for their own good. Somehow, Monikers managed to get the songs down, book tours, and even answer their emails (sometimes). Through minimal effort of their own, they have become a real band (they even own a van now), ready to bring their brand of gruff pop-punk to the masses. With the air of Florida media powerhouse Kiss of Death Records, ‘Wake Up’ should be a welcome addition to the present state of music.

Monikers will openly admit to ripping off West Coast luminaries like Crimpshrine and Jawbreaker, so chances are that if you love those bands as much as most of us do, you’ll probably dig ‘Wake Up’. And if not, they’re old enough to not really give a shit. End of story. Read more on Last.fm. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply.

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