Cut from the cloth
that was ripped off
the backs of people
who no what it means
to have everything you love taken away
and you want to talk about faith
Self-assuming privilege
has you shackled to the thought
that what you know
And who you are
is all you've really got
Fight the battles of those
Who can't hold their own
Second hand conflicts
All you can control
Lifes raw deal left you scarred
and blaming others only got you this far
Your shallow efforts reap weak rewards
And your selfish intentions result in discord
You drain the life and wonder why they leave
No flowers grow here you’ll wither with the weeds.
Fusing ’90s metalcore, ’00s vaporwave, and ’20s cybergrind, the Texans' debut showcases an unprecedented unholy trinity. Bandcamp New & Notable May 17, 2023