I broke my neck
On the front lawn of your friend’s house
I tried to patch myself together
While the black suits gathered round and said:
“How’d you like to be a part of something more?”
There’s a demon that keeps me singin
But i’m just blowin smoke,
It never gets old.
There’s a demon that keeps me singin
I swallowed the lies like sour wine,
Can you hear them saying:
“How’d you like to be a part of something more?”
You’re the sunrise on the interstate. You drive past a killer everyday, Lucia.
You thought that you were a part of something more.
The post-hardcore band’s latest is a reflection on time, memory, death, and grief—and is their dreamiest material to date. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 22, 2019
A post-hardcore megalith from the UK: churning guitars, spacey arrangements, and explosive vocals both screamed and sung. Bandcamp New & Notable May 8, 2019