These impulses exhaled like a gasp
Hold still my cold hands, far too rough to grasp.
My conscience so quickly grows worse,
Motionless, she lies.
I’ve not slept since,
Her chest won’t move, and my breath is far too heavy.
She lies still in my head
Motionless.
Split this frame of wood and glass,
Stripped down to my foundation.
Tendon by tendon,
Bone by bone.
You can’t have everything you want.
Out of love to give,
My fingers curled, my knuckles ached,
I felt your guilt wash over me.
(It’s not fair)
Push right through me.
Lay me down and let me dry.
Take my hand,
Lead me home.
credits
from Death Throes,
released November 8, 2019
Words and Music by Sasha Zukewich, Tayler Button, Grant Mathews, Cohen Peratt.
Knockout debut from a Buffalo, New York-based hardcore band who like their riffs sick, their drums fast, and their choruses sticky-sweet. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 28, 2024