Looking over the edge of a concrete balcony
Counting all the bones I'd break from this height
Wondering would I feel regret on the journey down
Or feel at peace knowing at least I tried with all my might
Walking down a little path through the forest
Considering veering off into the trees to find a spot to lie
I'm unsure if I want somebody to find me cold and still
Or if I just want to be alone to cry
Please just let me lay in bed
And run through all these little simulations in my head
Let my muscles atrophy and my skin decompose
At least that way the rottenness inside will show
ALL BANGERS NO SKIPS! the minimal amount of melodic resolution keeps each piece boppin along while keeping the good good horror sound. part of one of my favorite subgenres "rusty farm core" rancidmice
My brain is, at any given moment, replaying Austin Walker saying "So, there's this train..." and this music increases that probability by at least 70%. vincentavatar
an incredible album through and through. 'inside' grabbed me by the shirt collar and marched me to the local guitar center to buy a keyboard and re-learn to play piano rancidmice