Falling short is what I'm used to filling shoes is what I can't do. Am I just nostalgic or is this really true? It seems like I have a single rain cloud that's always pouring on my head and when I'm standing on a curb as the cars pass me by I can't keep from getting drenched. When will this pass through? Constantly wishing that things would go my way but its hard to make do with what I have been dealt. Spare me this one time I need some confidence. I'm not sure how much more I can bare. I've been struggling to hold my head up for way to long. Losing hope in the things I used to live my life for. Getting back to how things used to be seems so far away to when I would wake up instead of sleeping away the day.
Really interesting emo that wears a british post-rock influence on its sleeves. Twinkly guitars accompanying harsh guitars accompanying soft vocals accompanying harsh vocals... what more could you want? Callum