there was a truce followed by the shaking of hands. not another nation, not on desert sands.
but right here, it’s in my heart, it’s in my head. while you’re keeping your words in, my pride is still hurting. remorse is never a word that i speak about. i try to push it back, let it lie and wait.
i’m trying harder and harder to find a vaccine to this hate. and i know it’s not a postive way that i live. and i know that there is nothing left to give. sometimes it’s hard to find the will to let go.
and your hand is streched out to mine. i want to crush it, break your spine. once again, yes my friend. you know that it’s hard to find the will to let go. and everything you tried to find is just another reason why you failed in this game that they call life. and you let it go.
a chance meeting at the corner store leads me to believe that there’s so much more to this
hate that breeds inside of me. i've got a grudge that i’ve held on for years never to let go for the sake of fear that something might happen inside of my head. and everything you tried to say it just gets blown away. and everything you tried to find, it just gets left behind.
This entire album rips. I've had this on repeated play several times since it came out. I wish I had heard it a week earlier when they played in Boston. One of my fav albums in this genre period. slimes
Dead Cross, Retox, and Qui members dish out subversive hardcore with an indignant smirk; come for the riffs, stay for the synth experiments. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 31, 2024
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