I’ve grown aware of your absence
I long for your return
Uncertain of your whereabouts
A sickness that binds you to a life of misery
Such destruction
You draw a knife between you and me
All this time I tell myself “it should be me”
I’ll bare your weight and set you free
There is nothing that I wouldn’t give
To have you here with us once again
To shape another memory
For I am running out of photographs that carry your name
Chasing the needle into your hollow
Now you’re gone
Comatose
Caressed by a seatbelt
Your eyes retreat from all that you love
My love competing with your lust
Cut from me—a love so seething
Pacify all your teething
A needle breaks the skin
Trust when I say that I need you here
Too good to be true. This record flawlessly captures the spirit of my favourite era in Metalcore, while still sounding fresh. It doesn't even feel like a revival of an era or a certain sound, it's almost like this EP is a part of it and always has been. Timeless! mynameismud