HOW LONG SINCE YOU DON'T, LOOK AT THIS SIDE OF THE STREET?
WHILE THE NIGHTS BRING THE COLD,
I WILL NEVER CROSS THAT BRIDGE.
ALMOST ALL THE TRUTH WILL DIE WITH ME,
WHO I WAS BUT NOT WHO I AM.
IS THIS THE END? NO FUTURE I CAN´T DEPEND ON, LET ME GO
KEEP THE FLAME, REMOVING MY OWN NAME, DYING SLOW.
SOMETIMES I THINK THAT THESE OLD HANDS
DO NOT DESERVE ANY BREAD
OR ANY OTHER FRIEND
AND THIS SILENCE BRINGS ME TO DEATH
THE DESIRE TO SURVIVE, ONE MORE NIGHT
SO HERE I STAND STILL ALIVE, ONE MORE NIGHT
ONE BREATH, DYING SLOW.
IS THIS THE END? NO FUTURE I CAN´T DEPEND ON, LET ME GO
KEEP THE FLAME, REMOVING MY OWN NAME, DYING SLOW.
This Oakland group pulls no punches, serving up a hard-hitting punk album that recalls the blistering brilliance of Refused. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 8, 2020