i should have known you wouldn’t tell me
it’s like youre still afraid to hurt me
so you ignore and just avoid it
you’re a son of a bitch
everyday my questioning gets gradually worse
you’re looking pale and sickly
breathing heavy under sheets
i stare at pink creases above me
i don’t know how to be
your bodies too warm next to me
when we breathe the sheets heave
and every time i can taste myself bleed
open mouth trailing up and down the parts of you that i wanted
the dead space that i shared with you i guess i took for granted
Dead Cross, Retox, and Qui members dish out subversive hardcore with an indignant smirk; come for the riffs, stay for the synth experiments. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 31, 2024