Before the cigarettes were boring
Before nihilism was normalcy
Before giving up was the best plan I had
And staying young seemed dumb
I remember stories of streets paved with gold
Flying flags on, false gods untold
Promoting from within
Seemed exceptional to me
And when I was too young to understand what I said
I raised my hand to my heart
For the blue white and red
I swear the traditionalism preached in school house walls
Fucked me up more than any other source
And I was raised being told I held no respect
So I gave in and showed them what I really felt
Fuck your authority, wallow in your martyrdom now
And for every fucking night I felt a fucking ghost
There was a day full of fear
As the poems showed
Imagine waking up someone else
In a different bed in a different time
When you told me that you wanna dress in women's clothes
And you told me you're so lost and you feel so alone
And that you quit believing in God
Because he quit believing in you
And you beg every night to not have to see the sun
In the morning, burning in the heat of revolution
There's more massive things to worry about
Than being pretty and less dead than you've felt
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