Failing to progress in all aspects and trying not to let myself give, though finding I’m compromised. Conceding, it just seems so right. So slowly life takes it course. My eyes bleed as I watch my world burn. Confiding at death’s front door. There’s nothing left worth fighting for. Uncertainty consumes my soul to compensate for what I’ve lost. And vexation dissolves my mind, leaving behind a blood red scar. Grows forever. Dies inside. This is not a call for help. I don’t need sympathy from you motherfuckers. Turn your head and face away as I kiss this vile life goodbye.
Just when I thought I could never fall in love with an unapologetically straight forward Vegan Straight Edge record again, this thing comes along. If this record doesn't make you want to X up and free lab animals, I don't know what will. Philipp