ALBUM REVIEW: Bleed – Self-Titled
The feeling has left you without the words to make this real.
The feeling has left you without the words to make this real.
I will not let myself down.
We’re at the crest of the shit-wave, baby.
Look into my eyes as I show you God.
Rattling voices linger in the haze, erstwhile bright flames now dimmed and cold.
Welcome to New Music Friday, where we wrap-up all of the releases from the week ranging from metalcore, hardcore, alternative and indie.
Let your fucking beauty rot.
If I can’t have you, no one can.
This is class war, and we’re on the losing side.