Who knew I could feel less alive; it’s how I look with less hair, how I sleep all the time. And now I don’t care, even though I might try, it’s never been more apparent by the look in my eyes. My skins turned grey. My pupils shut out the light. The color's gone from from my head, I only see black and white. And it’s the way I miss you, though I see you all the time. The way I say I don’t care, and hope you notice that I’m lying. I’m not scared. I’m not lying to myself (I’m so scared, I know I’ve been lying to myself). I never thought that I’d be this fucked up, growing up.
Their raw production elevates this Helsinki band's energetic style of emo, packed with math rock-inspired dynamics and charging melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 15, 2023