Uploaded March 2026 | Updated September 2026, 2 weeks ago

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New album "The Second Coming Was a Moonrise", out May 22: lnk.to/tSCWaM

Face down in the back seat
Try and catch your breath
Tell me something’s wrong
You feel like you’re dead

Spend the hours waiting
For your simple life to change
Future is a metaphor
For a past prearranged

Things will never be the same
No matter what you say

Faces in the hallway
Bouncing off the walls
Chemicals in your mind
Still make you feel small

All the lies they told you
Dead leaves on the ground
One day you’ll disappear
An echo to the sound

Waiting for the sound
Crashing to the ground

Now there you are
Like a star
Collapsing far away

Lost in the dark
Where you are
Floating out in space

Things will never be the same
No matter what you say

Waiting for the sound
Crashing to the ground