It's not in our best interests to be searching for more pain
yet out habits tell us to grab our jackets and step out into the rain
Glancing in every direction with indecision's we are chained
Trying to make out coffee stains from the movements that were made before we even came in these four walls entire lives have been saved
Sometimes only in a passing moment given time to re-arrange but
for others it was a place where they could stay until rent or betrayal or decay would force them out once more into the rain
Coursing through my body are the things I should never have said
Lining my face with hieroglyphics secret codes of mistakes made
They uncover themselves slowly and I learn less and less with age
Endlessly repeating stolen choruses it's like a curse
I'm folding all the corners to be read another day
spill the pages in the dark so it reads with slurs and unfocused gaze
Forcing the last drops down me as a final learning verse
That you cannot be the only
When you're already not the first.
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
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