Tell me again about that guy from New Jersey and how he’s a piece of shit and how he’s not worthy and I’ll tell you all my best compliments and jokes and advice over FaceTime for hours and hours and hours and hours.
Why? Can’t you see my eyes, and see right through my views? You’re my muse and I fantasize of you. Please, tell me what you think of me. Am I pretty or ugly? When you’re away, do you think of me the same?
I want to fall in love.
Please don’t leave me a romantic comedy. I’ve been waiting for someone like Casey.
I’m electric and I’m breathless and I’m in your room. Wonderfully awake and you are so exciting.
Lying on my side, feeling thankful that it's clever how you make me blush just as if I'm holding my breath.
Lying in your arms, you make me feel again. Guided like a falling star to let this end.
Guarding our emotions. I’m losing hold of focus. It's heavy how you notice my smile is fire and iron like you wanted.
So what’s the catch? Will you catch me when I fall? Are we singing the same song?
So what’s the catch? Will you catch me when I fall? Will you love me all night long?
So what’s the catch? Will you catch me when I fall? Are we singing the same song?
Right in the middle of Rittenhouse, from our first date. Carved into a tree. J+C. Carved into my skin.
Love. Jamie loves Casey so much. I love you so fucking much.
supported by 15 fans who also own “Dear Lemon House, You Ruined Me: Senior Year”
It's mathy, it's grindy, well written, extremly varied, and above all, it's an absolute blast to listen to. They didn't reinvent the wheel on this one, but they roll it way better than most other bands in the genre. Tobias Schmitt
The latest from Vein, who—since 2016—have earned a rep through intense live shows; 11 songs of dark, emotional & chaotic metallic hardcore. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 19, 2018
supported by 11 fans who also own “Dear Lemon House, You Ruined Me: Senior Year”
portrayal of guilt takes the sinisterness of black metal and the emotional anchorage of screamo and creates the most evil-sounding, despair-filled, hopeless record you could imagine. Perfectly crafted and always makes me come back for more, I can never get enough of them. Haydin