Oh me you her and "polyamory", my impulsive jealousy and her drunk on whiskey. I put you to the test, put you second best and I failed you. Drunk as a skunk on christmas. But I was barking up the wrong tree, I was drunk on a cop dad's whiskey. I had my chance through these times, through these years. I can tell the difference now, it's all, but it's not all that I need (let's start again).
I got nothing left to do but sing a song for the ones I like best, the ones who are still here after all these years.
Let's me and you drink beers. I got a thousand confessions to make to you. We each got a thousand stories the other forgets half of, so history's bound to repeat.
I got nothing left to say. But tell you it was fucked and then walk away, I don't know how I spent all these years afraid.
Let's me and you drink beers. I got a thousand confessions to make to you. We each got a thousand stories the other forgets half of, so history's bound to repeat.
And that's alright I been waiting for so long to catch up with you, and talk nonsense at 2:00am.
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