Im a stilled river
That you called home
My reservoirs are empty
I'd rather be alone
So if you find me
Before I'm gone
Know that I'm just lying
To try to get along
(pretender)
Now the lady
That's dressed in white
Will drown her unborn baby
My waters end the fight
And if you find me
And I'm alive
Just know that I've been lying
To try to feel contrived
You're the stone
Beaten down
And made smooth by all I've forced you
To become
But now I'm dry
Can you see it?
Whetstone
I can be the reservoir
It takes all of me
To build back up again
Just to let you be
To keep your vessel up
I just hope you see that
I am the reservoir
It takes all of me
To let someone new come in
Maybe they'll be different
But I don’t think they will
So I gave up
I prayed I’d become a stone like you
I prayed I’d become a stone
We’d grow dull on each other
supported by 10 fans who also own “I am the River (a)”
all I want to say is fuck solid state for clearly not allowing their records on Bandcamp which would include remove the earth and naked and cold. I need them on Bandcamp!!!!! ėṣɓĵ
Knockout debut from a Buffalo, New York-based hardcore band who like their riffs sick, their drums fast, and their choruses sticky-sweet. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 28, 2024
supported by 8 fans who also own “I am the River (a)”
Aggressive, intense, extreme music (punk, hardcore, metal) should be raw and bullshit free, stripped of self-indulgent "mood setting" riffs and arrangements to produce its effect. PUNCH and "They Don't Have to Believe" is a paradigm of this ethos 'par excellence' as they say. _teeth