They say that memories grow sweeter with time but so far they've just gotten so bitter they make me cringe
And they pile up in my head forming a cacophonic soundtrack of my life
So cherish these moments for tomorrow they will haunt you
Existing is one hell of a job
Gotta keep on keeping on
Run in circles, find your spot, don't you dare to stop
Existing is one hell of a job
Run in circles find your spot
Gotta try for the sake of trying
Live for the sake of dying
God, I’m so rotten
Any day
Any minute now
Any nauseating morning
My soul will abandon this sinking ship
Can’t the air around me
Just reject me
Blackened hardcore with the sheer heady power of stadium crust and the glacial melodies of second-wave black metal. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 10, 2023