You feel that strength in numbers
Is the key to a victory?
Surely we must take that with a hint of hypocrisy
Our opinions not backed up
We can’t say a word
Hands tied behind backs
You won’t make us crack
And I’m falling down
Too many stories all merging into one
Our hopes, our dreams, our loves, our losses
Moments just begun
A new mask, won’t hide your scar
A fake god won’t wash the blood from your hands
My reflection in the mirror is censored by a hand
I try to spit out the words, buy gagged by my former plan
Given up trying
You’re beating me down
Sand in my eyes
All feelings are numb
And I’m falling down
Too many stories all merging into one
Our hopes, our dreams, our loves, our losses
Moments just begun
A new mask, won’t hide your scar
A fake god won’t wash the blood from your hands
Product placement is the key
Point your finger, you will see
Too many stories all merging into one
Our hopes, our dreams, our loves, our losses
Moments just begun
A new mask, won’t hide your scar
A fake god won’t wash the blood from your hands
The soaring arcs of post-rock, the punchy rhythms of post-hardcore, and the jagged lines of post-punk all join on the latest from Aversions. Bandcamp New & Notable May 2, 2023