I must adjust,
To all these changes that I never wanted.
These thoughts, I can't trust.
This whole life is fucking haunted.
I hear voices in the walls.
I see faces in the dark.
Dead loved ones distant calls.
Something snapped inside me, and left it's mark.
It's really etched in me.
This curse, this beast.
It won't set me free.
Not while I'm alive, at least.
Even with open eyes I can't see.
I'm more at home when I'm alone.
I can hide away, and let my demons run and play.
I'll keep it to myself, these secrets won't be shown.
No one can break me out; this cage is made from my own bones.
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