Oh woman, you and me are tied together by our own foolishness
But you won't see me passing through the walls heavy with regret
I don't have much to count on, just a dream of leaving here
But when I come home to you, I wish that you were there
Why aren't you happy to see me?
What would it take to make you believe?
A thousand years, a thousand miles could be the distance between us
But somehow through that space you've grabbed me
You were lucky when I found you, but you'll probably never know
Maybe you'll feel the space I'm leaving you
Why aren't you happy to see me?
What would it take to make you believe?
The Long Island metal band's third album etches arena-sized hooks into their jagged compositions, deftly balancing experimental and poppy inclinations. Bandcamp Album of the Day May 12, 2022