I couldn't tell you how I'm feeling even if I wanted to. I couldn't tell you anything you don't already know. We were born into this hopeless, and it's getting to our heads. So maybe I'm doing just fine, or maybe I'm already dead.
How were we born into this mess? How are we expected to survive when all we have is this hole that our parents left behind? Like the holes in my stomach or the holes in our brains. We were left out in the cold, but man, I'm starting to like this rain.
Epitaph Records will be matching all pre-orders of “Always Foreign” with a donation to The Immigrant Defense Project. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 28, 2017