Too many times I thought this was the end
No where to go, no one I could call on
Too many times I wish I was dead
All alone, I was looking for a fucking friend
No one would answer, seems like I was only there
It would be nice if someone would fucking care
About me, and what's going through my own mind
But it's too late, I’m already fucking dead
All this pain and all this hate
Boiling up inside of me
I wish all this was just a dream
Wake up to my reality
All this pain and all this hate
Boiling up inside of me
I wish all this was just a dream
Wake up to my reality
Should I stay or should I go
Please god let me know
Should I just walk way
Grip the glock, start to pray
Dear god get me home
I cannot stay, I should go
I should’ve just walked away
Grip the glock and start to pray…
Ten thousand knives hammered in my brain
To get all my nightmares away
Ten thousand knives sunk in my heart
To get all my feelings away
Ten thousand voices to lead my black thoughts
I made my life this way to be able to support another day
Another day with all my frustrations
I can’t get out of these things... cause I do fucking care...
Two crushing songs from Dominican-American hardcore punk group La Armada introduce a yearlong set of releases paying homage to their roots. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 31, 2020
Relentless, nervy, snarling, thorny noise-punk, the debut full-length from this wonderfully gnarly Richmond, VA outfit. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 18, 2018
supported by 15 fans who also own “Reality ft. Tito Fury”
Good times to be alive when there’s so fucking much great music around.
Golden Age we are in now the digital sample rates has improved greatly and over taken anything analog 44.1 ever made.
Clarity nowadays has opened the stereo field significantly just crisp cleanly placed instrument chords and drum kits are now the standard.
Fucking Beautiful times to be alive. ♥️🤙🏻
Tell Ya Fucking Story Walking…