Tired Radio - Send for a hospital - Engineer Records

'Send For A Hospital' is the second single off of Tired Radio's debut album 'Patterns', out now on Engineer Records.
http://www.engineerrecords.com
It is a brooding banger fuelled by lifelong struggles with depression and anxiety.

Track Credits:
Written by - Anthony Truzzolino
Performed by - Anthony Truzzolino, Kevin Daly (Tired Radio)
Engineered and Mixed by: Matt Weber @ Gradwell House Recording
Mastered by: Dave Downham @ Gradwell House Recording

Video Credits:
Directed by - Anthony Truzzolino
Shot by - Adam Martin, Tom Eberhardt-Smith
Edited by - Tom Eberhardt-Smith

All links to song: https://songwhip.com/tiredradio/send-...
All links to album: https://songwhip.com/tiredradio/patterns
Label link: http://engineerrecords.com

band name: Tired Radio
album name: PATTERNS
album release date: 8/14/20
album order link: https://tiredradio.bandcamp.com/album...
album label: Engineer Records
video name: Send For A Hospital
background info: Tired Radio is a melodic punk band from Brooklyn, NY.
band social share links: https://linktr.ee/tiredradio

Send for an ambulance, this time I really think I’m dying. I’ve never felt this way before, in the blink of an eye I look back and I’m on my own. I know I’ve said this all before, but I don’t think I belong here anymore.
I find it hard to relate to anyone else, I’m not alone but I’m all by myself, I’m stuck on repeat in circles spinning around and I’m learning nothing. I’m pumping the breaks, I’m not slowing down. I’m heading straight for a hole in the ground and I’m bearing the weight of a soul that’s been bound to a lifetime of suffering and baby I’m really struggling.
Spare me your sympathy, the truth is written on your face. It’s clear that you never cared at all and I can’t say I blame you the slightest for running away. And if it’s not obvious by now, it’s pretty clear that I’m never gonna figure it out.
I find it hard to relate to anyone else, I’m not alone but I’m all by myself, I’m stuck on repeat in circles spinning around and I’m learning nothing. I’m pumping the breaks, I’m not slowing down. I’m heading straight for a hole in the ground and I’m bearing the weight of a soul that’s been bound to a lifetime of suffering and baby I’m really struggling.