The sickness spread like fire through your fragile frame
They sent you their best wishes and forgot your name
That's the funny thing about your breathing days
Tepid appreciation only comes in waves
Quiet heart
I'm trying to atone
For the person that I was
The burdened, shaking child
Barely made of dust
Sympathy cards
Taped to my wall
Broken hearts
Taped to my skull
And who the fuck do you think you are?
Plastic apology, bullshit heart
Do I need to die
For you to apologize?
You disgust me
You disgust me
Sitting in your car
Intimations of our own mortality
I stopped calling eventually
In the Earth, beautiful dirt
Free from hurt of unchecked worth
credits
from Demo,
released September 26, 2015
Tyler Cieck - Vocals, guitar, drum, bass
Toronto band Respire deliver a post-hardcore tour de force on the largest scale possible, orchestrally rich and incessantly uncompromising. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 6, 2021