Self loathings below me, I’d rather play god than feel lonely
Self loathings below me
Seminary sins, my nose burns more than my faith ever did
I cross the line to keep my brain from giving in
Hold on and don't lose hope. There's still time to get out of this.
Walk out the door with your head held high, everyone here is counterfeit.
What cannot live but must exist, stay trapped inside of this bitterness
The bitterness then turns to fear
What the fuck am i doing here
There ain’t enough drink in the world to still this beating heart
I hate these goddamn kids, aw fuck i hate this next part
Get me out of this party, i don’t belong here anyway
Get me out of this party, i wouldn’t be caught dead in this place
Before i spill my guts, before i fuck this up
Before i say too much, before my words start to cut
Sew my lips shut, I'll spill my fucking guts
Sew my lips shut
Get me out of this party
I hate these goddamn kids
Get me out of this party
My nose burns more than my faith ever did
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