There are no more chances left for us
The sound of tired conversations coming from rooms where we never go fill the air around us
And we never knew any names, we never fitted in
Are we ready to just fade out?
Why do we pour our hearts out into nothing?
We let everyone see who we really are
We give up everything, and we get nothing back
And the cycle just keeps going
Are we ready to just fade out
Why do we attach ourselves to the one thing that makes us sick?
We plant ourselves in the autumn soil
As if we're waiting for that first frost
That will take our fight away
That will take our lives away
Waiting on the first frost
That will take our fight away
That will take our lives away
We plant weeds in the frozen soil
Just to prove that something has grown
We plant ourselves in the frozen soil
Just to prove that we've grown
Psychedelia at its most fundamental, the new EP from pôt-pot is equal parts Velvet Underground, BJM, and hypnotic vibes. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 30, 2024
Re-live the rip-roaring, hooky-as-hell punk rock of The Hissyfits with this new collection, which compiles their first two cassettes. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 30, 2024
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It's hard to describe why I love this album so much. It's just perfect in every way. Every track is so spectacular, but Knives and it's build up to that spectacular heavy part just takes the cake. Fantastic album from a fantastic band that needs to get back together. whatwasallthisfor