There’s a place unspoken of
in a language I call mine.
Faces that I’m talking to
exist inside my mind.
The darkest depths of artistry.
My soul there so inclined.
The weight of every note and noun,
the notion that I’m fine.
Is it normal to have sorrow?
Would you follow where your heart goes?
Values cease to exist to me.
The blood is on your hands.
When will you understand?
The blood is on your hands.
Will we ever form a plot?
Will we ever find the stage?
Waiting on your call.
The crowd calling your name.
Will we ever form a thought?
Will we ever find the strength?
Wait too long, you fall.
And never be the same.
Is it normal to have sorrow?
Would you follow where your heart goes?
Values cease to exist to me.
The blood is on your hands.
When will you understand?
The blood is on your hands.
SO stoked these guys are back with a new album! This does not disappoint whatsoever, and in my opinion it's their best work yet! Don't sleep on this release if you are into melodic skatepunk. iloveblink182
I love it. Have to agree with still bummed: this packs an emotional punch but rocks hard. I've played this whole album repeatedly over the last week which is unusual for me. Exhilarating, poignant, intelligent, melodic. Robin Ward
Pitch-perfect math rock from Kaneohe, Hawaii charges forward on raw, ragged emotion. A treat for fans of Polvo and Pardoner. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 27, 2018
Taking cues from Midwestern emo and early ’10 pop punk, this Leeds, UK outfit are full of heart— not to mention hooks. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 21, 2022