Cluttered with bullshit, all this bullshit in my head. My head’s a loaded gun and the target’s everything. The pathway to the same day that I follows’ black and white. The black and white shines through my eyes, burns everything in sight. Alone. Forever alone. My life’s become monotony where everything’s the same. The same old life, the same old strife, the same old fucking same. The world I’ve come to know filled to the very top with spite. My hands are tied, my ears are closed, and my eyes are shut so tight. Alone. Always on my own. Don’t tell me how to think, how to act in a world of strife. I refuse to be an anchor on everyone’s life. Every war has two sides but mine are the same, me against the world and the world against me. I fear that there’s no ground for me to walk upon this earth when all I see is nothing, or is that just what I’m worth? I’m shattered glass amongst this class of rejects and drones. Until the day I find my way, forever alone.
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