|Guitar, Vocals:||Tom May|
|Guitar, Vocals, Glockenspiel:||Greg Barnett|
We stumbled and stared at the carnival lights that lit up New York City, from a rooftop in Brooklyn that was covered in bad graffiti, and then I let a thousand splinters pierce right through my spoiled liver, or whatever that was left of it. I’ve cursed my lonely memory with picture perfect imagery, maybe I’m not dying I’m just living in decaying cities, but I’m still healthy, I’m still fine, and I’ve been spending all my time reading the obituaries. But I will fuck this up, I fucking know it. Because I am the shadow of the waxwing slain, I fell for the false azure of window panes, I am just freaking out, I’ll be fine. But I will fuck this up, I fucking know it.
Philadelphia-based punk band The Menzingers' sixth studio record Hello Exile is available now via Epitaph.
The album arrives as the follow-up to the band’s ...