Who the Hell Do You Think You Are?
This 148BPM hybrid fuses deathrock, post-punk, and crust punk with a bleak drive: cold, reverb-laden rhythm guitars clash with chorus-steeped lead lines, underscored by a grimy, melodic bass and relentless, pounding drums. Sharp downstrokes drive confrontational, urgent hooks and dark, anthemic choruses. Baritone male vocals snarl with gothic intensity amid raw, live-room grit, haunting melodic decay, and brooding drama. Nocturnal tension permeates the brooding instrumentals, building in rise-and-release waves, locking in a desolate, relentless post-punk pulse edged by crusty abrasion.
Who the Hell Do You Think You Are?
This 148BPM hybrid fuses deathrock, post-punk, and crust punk with a bleak drive: cold, reverb-laden rhythm guitars clash with chorus-steeped lead lines, underscored by a grimy, melodic bass and relentless, pounding drums. Sharp downstrokes drive confrontational, urgent hooks and dark, anthemic choruses. Baritone male vocals snarl with gothic intensity amid raw, live-room grit, haunting melodic decay, and brooding drama. Nocturnal tension permeates the brooding instrumentals, building in rise-and-release waves, locking in a desolate, relentless post-punk pulse edged by crusty abrasion.
Lyrics
Intro
Verse
Boozin' in a hotel bar
Tryna solve the world's problems from afar
Saw the photos on your phone
What's the first thought in your head?
This war ain't gonna win itself
Was the next thing that you said
Tryin' to sleep in the car
What's that ringin' in your ear?
Cuz the demons in your head won't let you rest
Just pull over for a sec
When the room starts spinnin' 'round
Now I'm layin' on the ground
Pre-Chorus
But that's when you called
Called
Yeah
I can recall
Call
You called
I don't understand
Chorus
(Who) Who the hell do you think you are?
What the hell gives you the right
To cross the world to interfere with the lives
Of everyone you don't like?
And I don't understand
How you sleep at night
And how the hell you think that you can survive
To think of it
You're just like me
That's how I know that you're gonna find out
You fucked around
You fucked around
Gothic Instrumental Break
Verse 2
Another year gone by
Another bridge we burned
Another kid's gotta learn
Where the hell did it all go wrong?
It's gonna take another thousand fuckin' songs
To convince you that it's not too late
To turn it all around
I can hear it now
Just call
Call
Yeah
I can recall
Call
I don't understand
Chorus
(Who) Who the hell do you think you are?
What the hell gives you the right
To cross the world to interfere with the lives
Of everyone you don't like?
And I don't understand
How you sleep at night
And how the hell you think that you can survive
To think of it
You're just like me
That's how I know that you're gonna find out
You fucked around
You fucked around
Bridge
Well
Now you're sittin' on your throne
All alone
In the cold
No one else to blame but you! Stop!
Guitar Solo
Final Chorus
(Who) Who the hell do you think you are?
What the hell gives you the right
To cross the world to interfere with the lives
Of everyone you don't like?
And I don't understand
How you sleep at night
And how the hell you think that you can survive
'Cause to think of it
You're just like me
That's how I know that you're gonna find out
You fucked around
And you're gonna find out
You fucked around
And you're gonna find out (out, out, out)
Outro