Painting broad strokes of black brings blood down my head.
I can’t handle anymore phone calls telling me another friend is dead.
I miss your laugh and I miss your smile.
It’d be nice to hear from you every once in a while but you’re gone.
I will never be able to ask how you’ve been
or where you or or how could i lose another friend?
I tried to destroy me too.
Hell only knows what i’ve been through.
So i left my regrets at the foot of my bed
and I promised when i’m older, I wouldn’t forget
how to cut myself open just to rinse myself clean again.
Your death hangs over my every move.
Everything is a constant reminder of you.
So you haunt me, so that I can haunt you too.
Incredibly talented and thought-out post-rock influenced screamo from our California brothers. Johnny's vocals are emotional and intense, and the music behind them is massive and jarring. Old Gray
These guys put on one of the best live shows I have ever seen; not only are they some of our closest friends, they are all musical virtuosos, and this release shows it. Can't wait for the LP. Old Gray