The path chosen turned deceiving, culture shows no other way to succeed
A hidden trap in an easy decision, another failure of family tradition
That charming smile turned to an evil grin. Time reaps joy and ingrains deception.
No one knows how much pain you feel for severing that bond
The consequence, growing crooked mislead by adults resentment Running, trying to escape, in the arms of someone else
Sacrifice what you gave. Fantasy makes you forget.
Look in the mirror. Arrogant, prideful, don’t blame the game.
Drowning in a sea of your own memories, let the devil drain all that’s pure.
Let it corrode your soul, let it break you, there’s no escape once you sign the contract.
Try to return to the life that you erased. Try to return, and fall into the abyss
Conform to live with this regret, eternally chained to your past.
The Brooklyn miscreants dish out six helpings of raw, sinister punk that combine raw energy with metalcore power moves. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 14, 2022