life cuts holes in my ceiling,
i feel it pouring on me when i sleep.
life is the rain on my face.
i lose gravity with each step that i take.
do you float breathlessly
through your days?
when will i know if this is the right road to take?
lost on western, southbound,
away from our homes.
but life keeps moving
and i don't think i'm breathing.
remind me to breathe.
because i don't remember what it feels like
to be in control of my own fucking life.
and all i can think of
is what it felt like
all the times you made me apologize
when i was the one who was right.
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