You find it so hard to tell the truth
Manipulation and lies are living proof
You’ve compromised all that you were
The truth is not just a blur
Seeking the truth
Is hard to find in a belly of lies
Truly compulsive
Your comfort lies in your own untruths
Pushed everyone close so far away
You’ve made your bed and now you must lay
Forked tongued lies are all that you spray
With a mouth of disease don’t fucking look my way
You never used to live like this
Now your lies have become your truth
Finding comfort in what you create
Your web of lies will now seal your fate
If you ever liked nineties hardcore, or the seemingly endless amount of bands that jock that style without paying homage or respect to the forerunners, you need this album in your life.
Morning Again does it right. Heavy breakdowns, thrash laden hooks and layered dissonant guitars that make us old guys want to flip over our office desks and “open this pit up” right on James from Accounting’s face.
Skip coffee and get this instead. This is the soundtrack to you taking your life back. Fuck... this is good.
Also... one of the MOST underrated bands from the nineties. Glad these guys are back!!! C. Andon Guenther