**the only thing i want to do is expose who i truly am to you
but i feel self conscious because they tell me i’m all these terrible things
but i’m not
what is actually happening is that i love being here
we might be alone. it just might be you and me.
but that’s okay...because do you really need anyone else?**
lock yourself inside your room
don’t come out or else you’re doomed
slam your head against the wall
until it spills out through the halls
you don’t know what you’re looking for
another day of oozing tar
that pins you down into your bed
and drags you on until you’re dead
now the room is piercing white
in between your death and life
they’ll get you if you stay in place
so close your eyes and lose your face
in the room is piercing white
in between your death and life
they’ll kill you if you stay in place
so close your eyes and lose your face
i can’t run and i don’t know why
they’re catching up and i cannot hide
a fist is clenching down my neck
closing in please catch my breath
i can’t run and i don’t know why
they’re catching up and i cannot hide
i can’t run and i don’t know why
i can’t run and i don’t know why
i can’t run and i don’t know why
i can’t run and i don’t know why
i cannot run and i don’t know why
i cannot run and i don’t know why
woke up again at 6pm
it’s getting late i’m growing dead
my face looks strange i’m feeling weak
i’m slipping out into the sink
i try so hard but nothing works
it’s all the same and nothing hurts
it gets so numb it feels so bleak
cutting in but nothing bleeds
i don’t wanna close my eyes
and see your skull crash into mine
it’s getting closer glowing red
gnashing teeth and full of dread
rip my skin and tear it back
just look in, my flesh is black
kill me now don’t compromise
just pull me close and lock your eyes
feeling shitty nothing’s new
i thought i did but lost the clue
my eyes are strained i see it all
i’m just so scared to drop the ball
i’m looking up the skies are red
the static glows and starts to spread
i look back down and find my feet
trying my best not to bleed
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continuing from FIYH, this is blackpilled as all fuck; written and delivered with the raw candidness and self-mocking bitterness of a high-schoolers journal, and set to beats that are laser-focused to keep my distractable mind topped up on angry dopamine. A tight 21 minutes of weaponised disgust. Tom Colquhoun
Fans of Fire-Toolz, take note! The brutal new LP from STCLVR occupies the same sonic territory, with harsh electronics & pummeling beats. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 17, 2020