don't let it get to you, the perils she brings. we all get stepped on sometimes. skewed out a bit from betrayal, it stings. we all weave out from the lines. tear out of vacancy, radiate heat, the safest way you can bleed. don't sink down and admit your defeat, while others are planting their seeds. you've stood up to the condescending, you've missed the cues to bow out gracefully, not distastefully, the sooner you get off your cloud. we've grown old, but we're still down. gather clues, report back to the base. so tune in, just show us your face. they claim that the end is near, to me it all seems so new. when nerves stretched out snap like rubber bands, anxiety's sticky glue. we've grown old.
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