This time and place
has been erased.
So far it's cold and unforgiving in this
Broken circle thoughts are flooding out into my veins.
Cutting purpose in the edges I've found in my skin.
I'm not perfect guilt comes creeping out from every pore.
I sit in silence writing things like I've heard them before.
But now Too Late It's lost In space.
Not existing, I just wish I was done in this sphere
Of understanding you've been grinning from end to ear
In forced silence.
It's so silent in this.
Why did you have to burn it down when you came
Take me back to the place where I feel safe.
These cuts and scrapes,
Have scarred and shaped.
With light I shift
And fall to pieces, I can
Scream my errors until I'm bloodshot and blue in the face.
pouring over all the things that have locked me in place.
I sit immobile stapled tightly into my perform.
Hunched over with the weight of an empty retort.
And now, It's great Nothing To say.
I sit speechless in a room with the ghosts of my sins.
Open-handed catching nothing but dust and dead skin.
In just quiet.
Why did you have to burn it down when you came?
Take me back to a place where I feel safe.
The songs on the latest from Worriers hurtle forward breathlessly, with hook after hook topped by scorching vocal melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 16, 2023