What words have we
For the liars that
Told us this was home?
I think I'll save them up
For several years
And pour them out
All over the ones that I love.
Well I guess me and my father
Have more in common
Than I'd thought.
Someday your ulcers will be mine.
Oh, the karmic irony
Of doing everything in my power
To not end up like you.
Then looking back,
And finding out
I've turned into everything
I ever feared:
One who cannot love,
And thinks only of himself.
The wisest words
Ever spoken to me
Came from the lips
Of a Korean minister:
"The passage of time
May feel empty,
But it carries all
That you need."
Self-described "power goth" band from Colorado goes maximalist with a strident album inspired by ’90s pop punk, emo, and alternative. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 30, 2023