Lids off the eyes
Let out a sigh
Today’s not the day and
You’ll never know why
Wake
Too late for the rest
Gripped by that feeling
Your bright eyes depressed
Head down, you walk
You don’t want to talk
Freedom is only
A couple more blocks
No
I won’t commit
I guess I’ll just wait here
So we can’t exist
Cut off your arm
When you come around it's always me, me, me
and we're getting pretty tired of it quick
Man, I think you need to chill, smoke weed
You're stressing pretty hard, you gotta quit
I really need to leave, fall asleep
'Cause I think I'm gonna die, can't even speak
Leave me on the ground, there I bleed
Your god is dead
No?
I won’t commit
I guess I’ll just wait here
So we can’t exist
Brutal, battering industrial music from this Austin, TX, group rolls in like a thundercloud—pitch-black and threatening. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 8, 2016