BOOLINTUNES: Singles Of The Year 2025
Crawling through my head, you want me dead, so please just say it.
Crawling through my head, you want me dead, so please just say it.
Give me your hands, I never knew, what this feeling would do to you.
Clouds of misery, there’s something in the air, These scars are shallow, Dip your hands into the well to see through this pain.
Under the gun and you’ve hit the wall.
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Our hearts grow cold, toxic seeds all around.
Welcome to New Music Friday, where we round-up all of the week’s releases from metalcore, hardcore, alternative and indie.
The arrows are set, is there such thing as the end?
Can you face what you wanted? Oh, we’ve barely started.