These hands are mine. Waving means I’m alive…that’s the signal. Thieves, snakes and I are the same thing. We tow the line while lives are taken.
Bottles high, singing dead man songs like, "Cure this coma craving calmly coming on." Say goodnight and let those black dogs run. We're wild like forest fires howling at the dawn.
We take the timid in our jaws. Violent gnashing takes us over. We're the worst parts. Our slakeless thirst for leaving scars starves our hearts of basic feeling. We're the worst parts.
Bottles high, singing dead man songs.
Wheezing; breathing so hard. You've been so blind. We feel so right.
We're wild like forest fires howling at the dawn. We’re wild like forest fires.
the evolution of citizen is almost identical to the typical depiction of human evolution. As you please strays from the previous releases while containing raw emotion. ghøstbødy
Been following Somos for many years, feeling that they had an opus in them...well, here it is. Driving pop-punk sensibilities lend an upbeat tone in contrast to the grim lyrical proceedings, and they absolutely pull it off. Evocative music that's been on repeat for me all month long. RIP, Phil PaintedDogs
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