i'll never learn, i guess. it was a birth through burn before this ice in my chest. ode to the ones that made, forgotten by us who changed. (and the pieces that fit together, they won't fall apart.) i thought you knew how to walk but you don't talk and i don't talk. i guess i became the worst. would have thought you went first. but i couldn't stop. so stubborn, running in the rain. but who the fuck are they to say? please let the dogs in, okay. no shame, no remorse. further your fucked up way of saying i miss you. i'm not saying that.
The songs on the latest from Worriers hurtle forward breathlessly, with hook after hook topped by scorching vocal melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 16, 2023