I'm always hiding from the fucking sun, it's why I sleep so late, it's why my eyes stay shut: for you, I'm going down. But now that's got to change. That's why I'm laughing, your eyes could cut the sun in two. Forgotten, misguided, it all just got away.
For everything that you did to me, freezing cold, blurred vision on new year's eve. I am a broken man, I can't find my real voice to speak. The curtain has come up, it's like all the light in the world disappeared. For everything that you did to me, you dragged me along by one finger so easily. The way I held on when you let go but now my hands are to warped and cut up to hold.
I turn my head and the sun wakes me up.
(Even in dreams I am pathetic, and now my hands are too cut up to hold.)
I've tried staying up all night, staying awake all day, counting sheep and clearing my brain. Nothing seems to keep this at bay, another long night in front of me.
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
i'm no good so i'll let everyone else do the talking abt how great this album is bc i have more important things to talk abt like that it was recorded in my hometown!! i was walkin around a stupid little ten-year-old and they were in the stu makin this album less than a mile from my house!! what!!!!! Elizabeth