I've lost faith.
My eyes are heavy and my stomach is weak.
Going through the motions like I know how.
Over and over again.
I can't do this on my own,
I need to call out but I don't know how.
I'm sick of forcing a smile for the others.
Pretending has gotten me no where,
seems like my lows are hitting me harder than I have ever thought.
I'm in over my head, I'm in over my head.
why can't I be stable again? Why is it so fucking hard?
These hills are killing me, these hills are killing me.
Is depression a test or just dirty trick.
I shouldn't be like this, I shouldn't be like this.
Is there an actual hope or just the image of a mirage.
How low will I get?
I just need to stop it from winning me over,
It will break me down,
and it will make me face my fears.
My strength is getting harder to come by
Going through the motions like I know how.
Over and over again.
I can't do this on my own,
I need to call out but I don't know how.
These demons in my head are getting the best of me.
I can't let this happen anymore.
How do I fight back?
How do I fight back?
Chicago deathcore outfit Into the Silo torch everything in sight on this searing new LP with riffs that will leave bruises. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 21, 2022