Nights where lights were irrelevant
Because the sunrise spoke through the smoke of our cigarettes
The conversation flowed over our heads
And we're drowning again
We couldn't be more fucking proud of it
It's another late night
Pounding bears in Brent Smith's basement
Wasting our fists on fights with cars
We're always getting older
And we're terrified to admit we care
But we care
Epitaph Records will be matching all pre-orders of “Always Foreign” with a donation to The Immigrant Defense Project. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 28, 2017