Who needs drugs when you're depressed
and staring into a monochromatic retrospect
The hours blend into each other
Every day I hope it's going to be my last
Colors around me used to seem so vibrant
Now they look like the lies I told myself
If reality is what you make of it
then why can't it seem less fucking ugly
You're trapped inside a haze,
in vibrant tones of a shitstorm
Stains of lonesome intercourse,
the only thing you're craving for
But why would I bother
The screen isn't real
I'm off to bed, cut the reel
Deaf Club eschew their usual harsh grind MO for moodier textures on this Killing Joke cover, benefiting Fair Fight through 1/4/2021. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 22, 2020
Polish noise-crust outfit eschews the big Tragedy-esque riffs still popular with their US counterparts for scratchy claustrophobia. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 2, 2016