Wrinkling young skin
Growing old, growing weak
Darling open your mind
And you'll find something you like
It began on a sad summer's night
That I stopped swearing everything was alright
I'm a drunk, busker, broke, and broken
Nostalgic again
One more drink, one more drink, one more drink, and I'm a big mess
The next day I felt my lungs collapse
Fifteen cigarettes one burned the house
I was haunted by the ghost of years past
She's a little girl holding a big flask
Taking one more drink, one more drink, one more drink, and she's a big mess
Wobbling down the stairs
To an unimaginable place
Down for the night at 6pm
After the last drink, the last drink, the last drink I'll hopefully ever take
A powerhouse of a record from the Michigan metalcore stalwarts, full of sinister, stadium-sized singalongs and unbridled emotion. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 31, 2022