All this weight on your shoulders is surely dragging you down.
We’re already gaining the ground we need to recover.
We’re running out of time to waste, ‘cause soon you’ll know…
There’s a price to pay for taking us over,
We’re not so vain to think it’s all over,
Sacrifice and pain; we’re starting it over,
Bombs away!
There’s no use running and hiding,
We’ve given your scent to the hounds and they’re on the way.
There’s nowhere around to take cover.
It’s one thing that you have to face, and now you know…
There’s a price to pay for fucking us over,
We’re not so vain to think it’s all over,
Sacrifice and pain, we’re starting it over,
Bring the pain!
credits
from Scour the Waste,
released April 12, 2013
Written By: Tommy Slade
On their debut record, the London hardcore upstarts cross-up mosh-ready fare with melancholic ambient passages, weeping guitars, and virtuosic vocal harmonies, but its romantic veneer is much more complicated than it seems. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jan 30, 2019