The judge, the jury, the antidepressant
When the feeling hits you try and repress it
We fashioned ourselves writers but rarely picked up the pen
Instead of spilling inkwells, we spilled only cans
Now I’m spewing garbage, only poison leaves my lips
If I knew this was the last one, i would have hidden it
I should have drawn blood, i should have left a scar
What's love without memory, what’s pain without a heart
I hope you find love. I hope i draw blood
Pick at the scabs, bring on the flood
Don’t pick up the pieces, I’ve given up
I can't pick up the pieces, I'm giving up
Live for yourself
It's lonely but it helps
Your friends will all fail you
Your god loves someone else
Get loaded and load up your gun
A bullet, a bible, forgotten son
Your god loves someone else
Your god loves someone else
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