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lyrics
It’s everywhere, following me.
The sound of perfect pitch that drives me fucking crazy.
It’s been six years since the perk of the ear.
Still, I can’t escape.
I can’t get away.
The proof is the lack of evidence.
In every pristine measure.
Throw paint at the silhouette,
Match the colour to the number.
(Heartfelt words diluted to drab.)
Fill in the blanks.
Can you hear it?
The sincerity gasping for air,
Far beneath the gridlock.
Expression stirs under the expectation.
Buried alive and screaming out.
This is the standard,
The sickening game:
To squeeze the life out of any singing voice within reach.
But the pendulum is swinging.
It’s coming back around,
And your screams will be the first believable thing to come out of your mouth.
Though I am no different.
A different symptom of the same affliction:
Pieces stitched together to try and stay in the competition.
Throw paint at the silhouette,
Match the colour to the number.
(Heartfelt words diluted to drab.)
Fill in the blanks.
Can you hear it?
The sincerity gasping for air,
Far beneath the gridlock.
Expression stirs under the expectation.
Buried alive and screaming out.
I want to believe you.
To be in the moment,
When the words you sing ring true to me,
As if they're my own.
But I just don't know how anyone believes anything anymore.
I want to believe you.
(How can anyone believe anything?)
To be in the moment.
(How can anyone believe anything?)
How can anyone believe anything when all of it sounds so fake?
The Long Island metal band's third album etches arena-sized hooks into their jagged compositions, deftly balancing experimental and poppy inclinations. Bandcamp Album of the Day May 12, 2022