So here I am. All thoughts are toxic.
Like a dampness sticks to the wall.
Life is stale, therefore I'm stale.
Stuck inside, home alone.
I am just growing mold.
Smell that sour? I think I’m dying.
My insides ain’t staying gold.
Liver shakes, eyes radiate.
Not asleep, but still as stone.
I am just growing mold.
Here I sit. Still as the fucking moon.
Empty, silent and cold like doom.
All I crave. All I crave. All I crave is peace,
Clear eyes, and thirst for youth.
I am just growing mold.
credits
from This Relaxed Fit,
released March 30, 2018
Recorded by Evan Bernard and Chris Baglivo
Mastered by Ryan Schwabe
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