The souls that I’ve sold
The hearts that I hold
The death of her
And all I stole
Push west girl, leave your home
The east coast fears that will never go.
The sound of a fist on a coffin
The bitter sound of you giving up
Panic attacks come common and often
The feeling of never being enough
It's a dangerous thing to love what death can touch
Getting used to the sound of giving up (i’m giving up)
It's a dangerous thing to love what death can touch
So god damned sick, so god damned numb
Mother forgive me, father believe me
There are other worlds than these
And through that door there might be
A chance at peace or at least another drink
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East Coast Fear
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From riffs and production to hooks and breakdowns, the Canadian metalcore veterans' seventh album ups the ante in every way. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 5, 2022