Growing up you always told me that honesty was key but everyday you lie to yourself when you say that you're happy. I know deep down what you hide away. confiding in pills to make it through each day but I just can't stand by and watch you deteriorate. For so many years I've had to sit and stare at a sight that burns my eyes like there's smoke in the air but now that I'm older the smoke has cleared and I can finally see the truth I feared you're not withholding the title I once saw you as. I never thought that the story would end like this. The grudge you hold against your father won't be won by becoming a replica of his own perception. What will you gain from all of this? Your running in circles spending every waking moment in the past draining out every ounce of pity trying to make it last. Sulking away as you sit in your chair watching reruns to pass the time.
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