The skies have changed but I'm not different,
Time healed hearts but I'm still spitting,
Words and lines cos I'm still bitter,
A fucked up child I won't feel better.
(I'm not)
Dealing with this.
(I can't)
Fucking fix it.
(How much)
Will it take?
(Pressure)
I'm gonna break.
I fill these verses with self loathing.
I'll scream and bleed and call it coping.
Pressure's building in my head.
How much longer 'til I'm fucking-
The Italian hardcore group’s latest is a powerful, claustrophobic album that rarely lets up its mathy, metallic assault. Bandcamp Album of the Day Feb 6, 2018