I feel like a broken record with needles in the back of my lungs
And I can't cope with feeling disability in my tongue
Day by day living in fear I fucking hate this shit want it to disappear
And I sweat from my palms and I cover my mouth
I am ashamed of myself
Live and die as a burden, a speech left muted
I am a lockbox of emotion with a key never found No
And I can't help myself from screaming at myself
And I feel intensely every wasted breathe
My voice is ringing in the back of my head
You're never good enough you should kill yourself
These traumatic ghosts inside me
I have so much to say and to the world
But silence will forever haunt my soul
Falling on deaf ears voice of decay
Snakes in the grass separate the head from the tail
Chicago deathcore outfit Into the Silo torch everything in sight on this searing new LP with riffs that will leave bruises. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 21, 2022
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