I'm still talking so much shit. But shit was never that bizarre. I run my mouth like I know you and all the things you are. But I won't put it into words. I know your big ego still hurts. As bad as you may be I know that I'm probably still worse. I'm still the same; watching seasons change. Are we what we became?
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Perfectly encapsulates the teenage experience. Finding this album while still young and in high school was the best decision I've made in quite awhile. charlesjr
The post-hardcore band’s latest is a reflection on time, memory, death, and grief—and is their dreamiest material to date. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 22, 2019