Had to leave the room, couldn’t stop the tears
Shit is getting festive up in here
It just hit it home that the good times were gone
& we’d try pretending for so very long
Does it ever stop, reaching for the past?
A lot of time has passed, but it’s the only thing that has
‘Cause eight years is a molehill to the pain
But, climbing this mountain, one thing I have gained
All my greatest fears derived & bloomed & thrived
For close to a decade I have cried & writhed
But I’m still alive, I withstood it all
Just as I will till my fate decides I fall
So I know I can take everything it throws
Raw skin on my nose, naked flesh on teeth
My basic creed is a faith in me
I make it bleed to face the demon’s spraying seed
The enigmatic punk-rap duo of Justin Pearson (The Locust, Swing Kids) and hip-hop producer Luke Henshaw make their long-awaited return. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 7, 2024