Stare, drenched, straight up into gray
Ignore the rush, slow your pace
'Cause we got nowhere else to be
Beaming like a kid in a mud puddle
Drop your bags, run, jump, hold tight and spin
You'll never touch the ground again
Soak in every drop and savor it
Wet shoes are a blessing today
Move closer, holding back, though we know what's coming
The suspense is like a drug
These drops on my face might as well be tears
Running into these filthy gutters
Self-described "power goth" band from Colorado goes maximalist with a strident album inspired by ’90s pop punk, emo, and alternative. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 30, 2023