Your true colors bleed out from underneath these words I write down providing me with perfect imagery. Your mouths a loaded gun, fire off and then you run and hide behind your smoke screen or find someone to place the blame on
My responsibility
Your immaturity
Are the only reasons why you can say that you blame me
Call it what you want, I’ll call it what it is
Everything isn’t always as it seems when it’s sewed together
Every lie you’ve told to make yourself look better
Can you explain how you always get away
with all the awful things that you say
Cover your face af
with the mask you’ve painted
Try to buy back the time you wasted
could’ve done something to change this
Took advantage of the situation
Call it what you want I’ll call it what it is
(You we’re too afraid to lay claim to all the mistakes that you’ve made
Use it up and throw it away in the same book just the wrong page)
Subsonic Eye combines math rock, dream pop, and guitar sounds borrowed from post-rock for songs that whirl and flurry, but never quite settle. Bandcamp Album of the Day Sep 15, 2023
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