She walks
There to see who’s at the venue
Talks about going to Flat for a few
And all of her friends
Will be there till 2am
And not a single one will dance
Till she grabs their hand
I thought you would wanna go where I go
I want nothing more than to soothe you
I’m scared
Tired from my muscles aching
Move slow
towards a door that’ll let me go
Can’t speak
Words to make me seem interesting
You stare
Hoping still there’s something there
There is no band currently that approaches their sound with such terrifying rawness as Piranesi. Every scream is horrifying and earned, each chord panicked but mesmerizing, and the drums trample you. Fox Wound
Daily focus-training coupled with strong work ethics pointed toward making life more bearable for others, could turn around this age for the better. This album is beautiful. A force for good. CHOSEN