I’ve had enough. The clockwork is slowing down. It’s nothing more than a fallout with rebuilding myself. I’ve had enough. Does anyone else see ghosts in reflections from the icicles? They’re hanging from my window. I’ve lost all my guts, trying to stomach everything,
now I’m running from it. A false alarm would set me free. You’re wide awake, and I’m fast asleep. I’ve had enough. This constant tunnel vision sprinting through the darkness. I have a feeling that it’s never ending. A false alarm would set me free. Would you be there to comfort me? Would you try to focus for the millionth time? There’s got to be some hope. Enjoy the breeze from the cold, Crawling deeply into the snow. There’s got to be some hope.
Energetic math-rock riffs, gravelly punk vocals, and midwestern emo textures come together in cathartic fashion on the Oregon band's debut. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 11, 2023
The verse "Can't even buy a coffee without exploiting someone" got me. It really hits hard. For the entire length of the album it felt like the end of the world.
But to be perfectly honest, it's just how life is these days. And it's fucked up. szczur