I’ll keep biting down ‘til bones shatter
This clinched jaw; lone avoidance of disaster
A spineless waste aged two decades
A short fuse that’s refused to burn out
I sit still, forever play the victim
Watch you stand as you carry my weight
I beg for your sake that there’s not much left of me I beg for mine that I’ll see an eternity
It’s not a fight to the death,
It’s not a battle, not a cliché Just a small longing soul
I can’t keep my demons at bay
In that you have to see deceit
A wasted effort, pierced with hypocrisy
The closest to me regret coming near
Safety’s not a concept that can exist here
I swear I’ll put this on you, let it eat you alive Turn my eyes as you sink, despairing, terrified
I’ll gain your sympathy, lie your head on my chest Before I break your neck, final feigned caress
I’ve been made terribly aware that death is a gift That what’s on earth is all that exists
There’s no place for your soul to transcend
I will make this Hell for you before your end
Hear my wailing, my gnashing of teeth Darkness devours me
Fusing ’90s metalcore, ’00s vaporwave, and ’20s cybergrind, the Texans' debut showcases an unprecedented unholy trinity. Bandcamp New & Notable May 17, 2023