DON BROCO Share New Single, Announce New Album
Ultrasonic people gone cold.
Ultrasonic people gone cold.
A trip to the parts of your mind you didn’t know exist
The world’s going to end.
Are you alone? Isn’t everyone?
Tearing my roots from the ground.
Bury me six feet deep, cover me in concrete, turn me into a street.
If you’re living in the minute here’s your mother fucking anthem.
You dig a little deeper just for the hell of it.
With every decision phased and finalized, I keep descending,
And no one remembers my face, my name.