I had a dream last night and in that dream I took a knife to you
I slit your throat from ear to ear
The wound was gasping for the air
Every dream could never come true
Only in my sick mind can I do these things to you
With every passing moment it just keeps getting worse
The walls are getting smaller and I am six feet beneath the earth
I will be just lost
I had a dream last night and in my dream I robbed a country club
A five year old tried to stop me but I shot him through the head and now he’s dead
Every dream could never come true
Only in my sick mind can I do these things to you
With every passing moment it just keeps getting worse
The walls are getting smaller and I am six feet beneath the earth
I will be just lost
Your heart
Its better to rush upon this blade than give in to the fear in your heart
These dreams never cease
Your heart breaks into you
With every passing moment it just keeps getting worse
The walls are getting smaller and I am six feet beneath the earth
I will be just lost
supported by 13 fans who also own “Free Fall Without a Parachute”
The verse "Can't even buy a coffee without exploiting someone" got me. It really hits hard. For the entire length of the album it felt like the end of the world.
But to be perfectly honest, it's just how life is these days. And it's fucked up. szczur
Classic emo sing-a-longs trade blows with tormented post-hardcore passages on the Brooklyn outfit's powerful sophomore LP. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 3, 2024