Over the border
Over the edge
And soon enough
We'll reach the end
We're uninvited
The only way out is through
And since we've come this far
There's nothing we can't do
Off in the distance
Two guards are keeping watch
And right beside them
Another's dozing off
It's time to make the move
Try not to focus on what we have to lose
Make or break, this is our chance to choose
I know we'll be happy if we can just make it through
Watch where you're going
It's so hard to see through these trees
I thought the guard was sleeping
But I think he spotted me
And now they're running
They must know why we're here
They're right behind us
This is everything we feared
Is this the end?
('Cause I always thought our story would end a bit better)
What happens now?
(Maybe Canadian prison has better weather?)
All I know is that I'm getting sick of being chased around
"Get on the ground!
Get on the ground!
We'll bury you there if you dare make a sound"
"Why are you here?
What do you want?
What more could you need with the life that you've got?"
"Isn't it enough?
Isn't it enough?
How will you ever know when you have enough?"
"Sneaking around like you think you're so tough
But how will you know when it's ever enough?"
Is this the end?
What happens now?
All I know is that I'm done with always being chased around
Let's go now, it's time to make the move
Try not to focus on what we have to lose
Make or break, this is our chance to choose
I know we'll be happy if we can just make it through
The Long Island metal band's third album etches arena-sized hooks into their jagged compositions, deftly balancing experimental and poppy inclinations. Bandcamp Album of the Day May 12, 2022