Life is a race, last fucking place and it gives me the shakes
It leaves a bitter taste on my tongue and pain in my chest
But I don’t wanna be another one fading out like all the rest
In a cycle of right and wrong I ain’t got a shoulder to lean on
Just the weight in my chest now breaking me down
Don’t talk about me like you know me or my life, living so lonely
Don’t talk about it, don’t talk to me
I don’t wanna fucking hear it, that shit’s not for me
New York hardcore meets classic thrash metal meets Jane's Addiction-esque alternative on the Brooklyn crushers' sensational debut. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 13, 2023