I can see right through you
The truth is nonexistent like your spine
You get away with everything and that's a fucking crime
You're the one that's guilty and the victim at the same time
You think it's not the same
Never the one to blame
Safely guarded behind a pitiful excuse for fame
Just spare me the noise
We're not your fucking boys
You won't stop til they believe it
Empty threats to keep your best friends grieving
I won't be tied up on the same short chain
Quit pretending you have a clue about real pain
I'm so sick of the games that you play
You can't explain a single thing that you fucking say
I won't believe all the lies and the threats
Til you're cold and fucking dead
I refuse to be controlled by strings
You can't explain a single thing
I won't believe another threat
Til you're cold and fucking dead
Knockout debut from a Buffalo, New York-based hardcore band who like their riffs sick, their drums fast, and their choruses sticky-sweet. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 28, 2024
New York hardcore meets classic thrash metal meets Jane's Addiction-esque alternative on the Brooklyn crushers' sensational debut. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 13, 2023