i never thought id have to sing this fucking song. even looking back, removed from it all. the wound still burns, the flesh it smells like the ultimate betrayal. yet you dont even hear the question remains. so can you tell me why is it this way? do you think that youre a god? theres no one left to save you now. why do you think you can act this way? stabbed in the back, and all i can say is too late to try. i decide too late to try, so nevermind. you will fall faster and faster each passing second. lost in isolation in an act of desperation. in an act of desperation you ended it all. so can you tell me why is it this way? do you think youre a god? theres no one left to save you now. why do you do this shit? why do you act this way? stabbed in the fucking back and all i have to say, without us to catch you you will soon begin to feel the pressure building around you, will be hard to overcome. youve thrown it away, all that can protect you. its too late, some things were meant to stay the same. its too late, some things will never change. in the cracks of the earth we will find your moral compass. thrown away because you couldnt bear the guilt from the destruction that youve caused. i could never quantify living such a lonely, disposable life.
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What a damn solid record! It's the perfect example of why I'm certain that Ska Punk is going to play on the highlight reel when I hit up the afterlife. Scott
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