Hold your breath it might be your last chance you will have enough time to exile, when the bitter end arrives.
If it's the fire we're fighting we'll fight with fire, they can wear crowns but theyre no kings that getting higher
we can’t feel alive, it's the darkest hour
we need some light to see the front lines
we cant feel hopeless, it's the final hour
we need some hope to find our inner-selves
they can wear crowns but theyre no kings
they're afraid of losing control but we already lost ourselves to find again
they're afraid of us rising above and they're right we'll bury them six feet under
there's no fuckin' future you'll live
if you can't make it out alive
there'll be no breath you will take
if you can't make it out alive
they can wear crowns but theyre no kings
I just wanna find the truth that i've been looking for
I've tried all my life to believe only in myself
in life and death i'll find a place to rest my head
cause in the end you'll see there's no much to lose
Supplementing sasscore insanity with bolstered vocals and pop-punk songcraft, the California band are kicking ass and breaking boundaries. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 21, 2024