In the end the end could never make me miss a breath
Why fear this six foot hole in which we aren't afraid of death?
Time passes by but we don't even know we're here
Each day we cry about the things we think we know
Each day another set of diluted tears
Day in day out nothing stays the same
Breathe in breathe out anger can't be contained
You've got a deep stream of consciousness
Barely scratching the surface
Looming under a sea of doubt
Drown
My mind's eye controls me
Shows me what i'm meant to see
Always at the door but never having the key
I can't help but regret the things I chose not to be.
Fusing ’90s metalcore, ’00s vaporwave, and ’20s cybergrind, the Texans' debut showcases an unprecedented unholy trinity. Bandcamp New & Notable May 17, 2023