If I wasn't just' one kid standing on another kid's
shoulders in a trench coat you'd be in trouble buddy.
If I was an innertube rolling down the quad city river
in the Summer I'd be hauling something tubby.
To the coast where the bones peek up like the ship ribs,
I played hide and seek with the bleach-boned kids.
They asked who I was and so I ran and hid.
In the belly of the whale with a candle and a pen
And it's my lucky day when the tide rolls in
New ribcages of the dead young men
Mandibles and bows and sterns
Captains that it seems ain't never gonna learn
I gotta go back I don't care if it was killing me
I gotta go back you're unbearable like this
I gotta go back cuz goddamnit, you're right
I didn't wanna wake up in this place tonight
Now all I hear is bitching and moaning
Fools barely keeping up with where they're come-and-going
This tired argument is the only one you've ever known
I'm gonna get going my path is a-showin
It's a long way home
supported by 92 fans who also own “Belly of the Whale”
Will somehow managed to make it sound like the band was playing in an empty bar. Maybe that's what they were going for? (I wouldn't be surprised) luna_m
supported by 87 fans who also own “Belly of the Whale”
The verse "Can't even buy a coffee without exploiting someone" got me. It really hits hard. For the entire length of the album it felt like the end of the world.
But to be perfectly honest, it's just how life is these days. And it's fucked up. szczur
Dead Cross, Retox, and Qui members dish out subversive hardcore with an indignant smirk; come for the riffs, stay for the synth experiments. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 31, 2024
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