Well, ain't this uncertain, Not knowing just working, Understand it all
Welcoming persons, god is my hurting, Indeterminite walls
Oh, Flashing colors, I can't handle this, all unfathomable
Axon, unbearable information, overloaded and disabled
Baby baby, you know I'm scared
My friends are reckless and I'm unprepared
My world is spinning so fuckin fast
And I don't know how much more I can last
Crush your roses in my hand
I will not ever hit the land
Fly into the blackish void
Just because I don't know what else I can do
Took my heart and broke my chest
Tore my eyes out and fucked with my mind
I can't even handle the rest
I know I don't have that much time
Crushed, concieve of the future, the holy ghost and his meddling voice
Lost, bottled up, indoctrinated into this, this was my choice
Baby baby, I know your dead
But I can still reach out for you in my head
Texas band draft an all-killer, no-filler love letter to ’70s hard rock and metal, with surging vocals and riffs that command respect. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 4, 2024