I can't live like this,
Can't look myself in the eye.
Can't get over this feeling,
Of wanting to die.
My mind's in darkness,
I'm lost within myself.
But you can't save me now,
This was a cry for help.
I'll crush any happiness,
In my own two hands.
Destruction's what I know best,
And I'm trying all I can.
I squeeze & squeeze,
I'm down on my knees.
Praying to a god,
Who I don't believe,
Ever listens to me,
Or what I've got to say.
But it's all the same,
At the end of the day...
I'll crush any happiness,
In my own two hands.
Destruction's what I know best,
But I'm trying all I can.
This is a prayer for this life to come to it's end.
I said,
This is a prayer for this life to come to it's end.
On their debut record, the London hardcore upstarts cross-up mosh-ready fare with melancholic ambient passages, weeping guitars, and virtuosic vocal harmonies, but its romantic veneer is much more complicated than it seems. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jan 30, 2019