Grand stand, big old plans
You're chained to the bed in the house of the damned
The devil, he never leaves
He sits on your couch watching your TV
Angels, they come and go
They lock the door behind them and they pity your soul
How did you end up here?
You tried to be nice and you tried to be sincere
Say your prayers
Say God bless them
And say your prayers
Your dryer it burns like hell
Your clothes are turning brown and they're starting to smell
Piles of dishes in the sink
Everything's dirty and you can't cook a thing
Hungry for something new
You have nowhere to go and nothing to do
How did you end up here?
You tried to be nice and you tried to be sincere
~chorus~
Train tracks, a few feet of grass
Is all that separates you as its rumbling past
With scorn, blowing his horn
On his way to heaven with the bodies of the pure
Suicides never clean
It always leaves a mess if you know what I mean
Since you went and died
Your faucet sprays the tears of all those that cried
Bracing post-hardcore meets festival-ready rock on the Tokyo band's sharp new EP, mixed and mastered by Will Yip (Turnstile, Title Fight). Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 8, 2024