This is a demo of a song thatll show up on my next full length!
lyrics
I watch the hands reach from the mirror's glass
They grip my hair and drown me in the silence inside them
I quiver soft and blue, eyes bulge red, pulsing to
The batting of a moths wings, in search of flame for shelter
And I babble neon lights, I gasp for loneliness,
I dig my feet into the sand to pack the holes drilled in my chest
My head is telling me to go, to never fall in one of them.
They've been my home in centuries past
And October wind can fill my blood,
String up like dead cats, the needle sinks low in outrage
I grew up facing heroes, biting heels and groping boot straps
Never cutting close enough to save
I'm never bright, I'm a burnt out light bulb you can't save
Don't bleed me dry I'm much to young to be washed up,
Debris brought from the ocean
I miss the salt between my lips,
The Crimson red into oil spills
I am the paint brush dried in stiff plank of negligence
I am the sense of dread that lives inside your sheets
Beg me to fall asleep
And in my younger years which those who live grow green in envy for
I sat, a mouse in rattlesnake cages, blinking dangerous
I avoid the eye contact the pavement tries to maintain
It judges me in inclination
I never bothered you, I never told a soul
I just grew old tired and lonely,
Sunken face caved into gold
I'll never be this fucking young again, as young as I am tonight,
I've never felt so goddamn
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