Can’t draw a breath in this
Poisonous air
Is there a place where we can
Breathe free and clear
Our lungs are burning
Still we wait to exhale
But then I hear you sing and think
The future is fine
We’re separate and can’t get over the divide
Crossing a bridge made out of swords
Our sight obscured
By the ill fitting masks we’re sold
Factions converging on
An ancient frontier
Outside our windows
Underneath the veneer
Burn down our house to spite
The neighbor for theirs
But when we’re face to face I believe
The future is fine
We’re separate and can’t get over the divide
Crossing a bridge made out of swords
Our sight obscured
By the ill fitting masks we’re sold
If we fight
If we dissent from the heart
If we fight
The future is fine
Rising Philadelphia band balance oversized pop punk hooks with vivid, intimate lyrics, presenting a raw, honest vision of guitar music. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 30, 2022
Raw live recordings back this rap album which peaks when guests like Lyrics Born, Ozay Moore, Mr Lif step to the mic. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 11, 2013