Jesus christ be damned / I held the dagger in my hand / I killed another man / pictures carved in stone / see your reflection in your phone / and know we're not alone / cemetery walls / klonopin and alcohol / tonight I won't start a fight / you barely made a sound / we put your mother in the ground / some words are never found / promises were made / on and alter in blood / sacrificial children's voices / echo on and on / we're the last to know / they told us who we are / in spiral ladders to the stars / collect our memories / we'll be back again / each time a little different / it ends where it begins / promises were made / on and alter in blood / sacrificial children's voices / echo on and on / we're the last to know / मनति
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
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