And if my tears would dry out
Before the end of this verse
Would you set me free?
And would this song make any sense?
Just like time and tide, I wait for no one
Just like pain and pride, I got nothing left in me
I dreamt I was a house on fire
But I woke up, in the back of the van
Each mile takes me away from my home
Each gallon burns faster than a wildfire.
Half empty, in pieces
I’ve lost myself in the process
Lost will, in recess
I am looking for where I belong
A lung full of breath and a handful of dirt
Our own little death is all I got left
Cause I see it in my face
My knees can’t hold my weight no more
No more.
Half empty, in pieces
I’ve lost myself in the process
Lost will, in recess
I am looking for where I belong
And if my tears would dry out
Before the end of this verse
Would you set me free?
And would this song make any sense?
I love it. Have to agree with still bummed: this packs an emotional punch but rocks hard. I've played this whole album repeatedly over the last week which is unusual for me. Exhilarating, poignant, intelligent, melodic. Robin Ward
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