lets pretend we ended this just right
well i will blow this smoke into your lungs so just pass me your hate
these pains i bite off from songs
you'll play them all
so you wont fall to pieces
yea we sail the boat when the town is snoring
the pages start turning on my hand
and i hold on tight yeah
i hear mice calling on me
and realize how silent this world screams
it's aching me
and i probably will
lie under the same old
woh oh oh oh
light that sways
but you count me in
when all the walls that tumble in
become the doors
this life on excuses has
already colored everything
and you heard me
when every words that paid the price became the life
and now what i see in there gives me the whole reason
so you wont hear this song
we fought the fall
now we cant hold it back
from raising the child of tiger
i hear mice calling on me
the summer swallows the last hope and a raw breathe
words unsaid carry the past
when all the calls are fallen into the shade of walls that fade into dim
and those words lead us to place the fall into the flames
we will rise again
woh oh oh oh
we will end it all
Dead Cross, Retox, and Qui members dish out subversive hardcore with an indignant smirk; come for the riffs, stay for the synth experiments. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 31, 2024
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