ALBUM REVIEW: Soot Sprite – Wield Your Hope Like a Weapon
Not your carbon copy, baby.
Not your carbon copy, baby.
Everything is fine.
Marred and broken, followed by the thirst.
Can’t recognize myself, not that I’ve tried to.
Life is gonna leave you quicker than you know.
All you get is this performance, we’re all performing anyhow.
Dancing through a mental breakdown, I find I am always met with doubt.
With nowhere to hide, find peace being truthful.
I mean it when I say always.