Burglarized
Invaded skin
The body snatchers
Fucking serpentine
Gamy and scratchy
Cheeks caving in
I clicked my red heels
and found Hell again
There's this fucking buzzing in my chest that feels like a wasp's nest
This fucking ringing in my ears that sounds like sirens
My fear feels forty stories tall
and my dread is a fucking mountain
My footing fails in public
I scare strangers and I scare my friends
Because I'm an artist
and I'm a danger
and I'm fucking angry
and I'm small and loud
and I'm a lost cause
and I'm a virus
Misfired engines
Breaker breaking down
So cure me like they do in blockbuster movies
"When Harry Met Sally" me, make me turn out fine
Share me around, take this dirty laundry from me
Protect me from another stupid line
I wrote the same song seven times this week,
the same four chords repeated
I just changed the ways to say "I wanna fucking die."
You'll never get to hear them
I'm too humiliated
Just knowing that they exist makes me feel not mine
Burglarized
Flesh flashing bright
A hammer and sickle
Twelve Miller Lites
Alone again
On a Friday night
Does it sound pathetic?
Did I do it right?
Self-described "power goth" band from Colorado goes maximalist with a strident album inspired by ’90s pop punk, emo, and alternative. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 30, 2023
Their raw production elevates this Helsinki band's energetic style of emo, packed with math rock-inspired dynamics and charging melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 15, 2023