Reaching nowhere, I'm just taking shortcuts.
Giving nothing.
Useless thinking, pointless sinking.
No more than a waste.
I've said this but it feels late.
Too late, too stuck.
Relay.
Circuit. Recharge.
Slower onset.
Interrupt my day.
I'm horrified by my filth.
There's nothing left to hold me tight and push me towards more.
Who could adore the act of selfish outburst that I perform?
It's all a game that I play to hide the fact that I have glorified my guilt, and you're not allowed to let me cry.
Thorns underneath my sleeve push beneath the skin lets me breath.
I'll confide that I lied. If I can't guide myself what survives?
Share what you will, what you feel, you can't hide the fact that I have glorified my guilt.
You're not allowed to let me cry.
This collection is probably my favorite to come out of this scene, everything is recorded with such raw emotion it just makes you feel great. Everyone did such an amazing job donaldtwo
I haven't listened to and analyzed/ felt this album enough to have a wholly formed opinion on it yet. For me, mixing like this leads to vocals and music blending together in an almost lyric-less way; till I read them, I have no idea what's going on here. But I do love the overall theme, feeling and - the interludes on 4 & 9 set a lovely tone. It's dreamlike and melancholic in a way; hopeful, but not optimistic, rather countered with sadness. That's the feeling I get. It does speak to me, ch. sleepy_foxie
Toronto band Respire deliver a post-hardcore tour de force on the largest scale possible, orchestrally rich and incessantly uncompromising. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 6, 2021