I’ve watched the world fade away
By seeing all of my friends give in
Now I’m so sick of this life
So tired of always being the one who’s left behind
You don’t know what it’s like to feel alone
Left with nothing but voices that haunt your mind
Spoken words of how we are free
Yet fashion is screamed at me
These chains will always bind our feet
To the judgement of who we be
Our lives are based on popularity
As I search for a way
The fog fills my empty walls
Collapsing my lungs
I’ve been smoked out by your thoughts
Of standing on top
What’s the point in staying awake?
When that’s the real nightmare
I sleep to escape this world that I hate (x2)
Knockout debut from a Buffalo, New York-based hardcore band who like their riffs sick, their drums fast, and their choruses sticky-sweet. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 28, 2024
The Minneapolis band add a horn section, a running surrealist allegory about walls, and an occasional nod to the elegiac to their electroshocked post-punk. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 4, 2024