There was a time when we would look back
At the memories we all know.
Dust off all the old albums
Tinted with sepia and monochrome.
Gather friends round to laugh at
The crazy things that we used to do.
Our best times are always treasured
The worst times just don’t make it through.
Kept safe, behind glass doors
Locked away for a century.
No purpose without sentiment
Just another accessory.
Time, time changes us from the people that we used to be.
This life is too short lived to get hung upon memories.
So we sit, update, ‘cause we don’t want to miss a thing.
Get likes, feel loved and wait for the warmth it brings.
We have cured amnesia. We’ve created time travel.
Live our lives through screens and wires.
Download. Our lives.
If we wake up suddenly with no memory.
At least we know we’re not lost in reverie.
Close all existence and look forward to when we die.
Live on forever, through respiratory AI.
We’re all dying, from our very first breath.
Disease, cancer, we’ve not much time left.
Our digital lives, controlling me.
Our digital lives, it’s all I can see.
Our digital lives, no more sanity.
Our digital lives, taking over me.
Taking over me.
We know, on our death beds, we look back.
On our death beds, we look back.
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
New York hardcore meets classic thrash metal meets Jane's Addiction-esque alternative on the Brooklyn crushers' sensational debut. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 13, 2023