|Guitars, Vocals, Bass, Drums:||Ben Murray|
|Guitars, Vocals:||Laura Nichol|
Your face twisted with the force of the strike
you finally turned on me, protector.
They say once you taste blood,
you can’t get enough.
Well, my eyes hurt so fucking bad,
they might as well be bleeding.
What did I do to bring that kind of lust?
Fill me with love and string me up.
Tear my flesh and dent my lungs.
Break me apart, I’m so much more fun.
Don’t forget to stuff your pockets with a
fistful of my guts before you leave, kid.
Job well done. I’m fucking crushed.
Did you think about the fact that you destroyed me?
You don’t seem to care.
You just smile and laugh and play your games.
No discipline for cruel words you say.
My jaw hit the floor in shock on the very first swing,
and in disbelief, I’m still reeling.
Take your anger out on me, sweetheart
Take pride in the strength that you’ve displayed
Bashing my fucking face in,
Laughing at the pain
Dancing in the rain of my insides
I hope your teeth rot.
Progressing on their sophomore follow-up album to their 2010 Epitaph debut Until We Surrender, Heartsounds reach a new level of maturity and diversity without holding ...