I should have let you go, but it's too late.
Now I'm stuck here wasting away, torn into pieces at the sound of your name.
How'd I let it come to this?
That separation that tear in my faith left me out to dry.
Pulling away as I grab on to anything. I am a mess, wasting away.
I can't forgive you because I can't forget.
How am I supposed to keep moving when this is where I've planted my feet, and after all those years of screaming, the tip of my tongue has shattered my teeth.
But I will move onward, and I will relearn to speak.
This may be the end for us, but this is not the end for me.
I will always move onward, I will find some peace and comfort.
This is not the end for me, but I will never forget what you did.
On their debut record, the London hardcore upstarts cross-up mosh-ready fare with melancholic ambient passages, weeping guitars, and virtuosic vocal harmonies, but its romantic veneer is much more complicated than it seems. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jan 30, 2019