Digging ditches for my body
But I'm not quite ready yet.
Holding onto situations
That my mind won't seem to forget.
I'm paralyzed from the neck down while
Demons they use me to feast.
Taking turns dissecting my brain
Now I can barely speak.
Burnt out.
I can feel it in the back of my skull.
Another voice starts to take control.
Tear off my ears to make the ringing stop.
It resonates until my head's on the wall.
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