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chevelle - send the pain below

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Lyrics:
Pacing around
All dressed up for nothing 
Cuz you’re in the ground
Gotta let go and be cool with just another week passing me by

And I cry 
And I beg 
And now I’m fucking anybody like you

And I lied
When I said
We could be friends 
Till the end
I just got hit by your car again


Can you come home?
Tonight
To me
It will be fine
Please just come home
Tonight 

It’s not like you couldn’t
You just wouldn’t want to again
I don’t get it how we both could stop the hurting for each other in the morning with a flight and a phone call

But I’m done with all begging
All the please come back I’m ready 
All the times you chose the liquor over 
Us and where we were heading 
I think that you forget
That I was willing to meet you in the middle 
Well I hope she loves you and she’s nothing like me

Can you come home?
Tonight
To me
It will be fine
Please just come home
Tonight

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HDWAV 5.1 - SW33TT 3V1L DRR11LLL 0FF1C14L R3M1X FT SKINDRED - Our Religion

when promises lay broken blends 2000s emo and nugaze to create a sound dripping with raw emotion and nostalgia laced riffs.

their melancholic vocals scream echoes of a generation raised on music television, heartbreak and restless nights. achingly familiar, yet unmistakably fresh. with walls of sound and reminiscent whispers, they’re not just a band they’re a memory you haven’t made yet.

when promises lay broken is a heart wrenching reach into the past of the band growing up in the 2000s. sonically and aesthetically reliving the of our youth vicariously through our music.

be quiet and drive (far away)

*** LYRICS ***

They want us quiet,
heads down, no sound.
But pressure rises –
we’re done staying down.

They fake the halo,
but the truth still leaks.
They feed on power,
on the tired and weak.

I see the cracks
under the crown.
They hold control
by pushing us down.

Get heavy –
push back on every lie they throw.
Get steady –
don’t fold when they want control.

Let ’em tremble –
when the truth begins to shake.
We won’t bend,
not to the shame they make.

Get heavy.
Get heavy.

They preach of “purpose,”
but it’s for their gain.
They call it guidance,
but they deal in blame.

They smile for cameras,
but their words are cold.
They talk about honor –
but they just want control.

I see the cracks
under the crown.
The truth stands up –
their kingdom falls down.

Get heavy –
push back on every lie they throw.
Get steady –
don’t fold when they want control.

Let ’em tremble –
when the truth begins to shake.
We won’t bend,
not to the shame they make.

Get heavy.
Get heavy.

We’re not their echo.
We’re not their shield.
We break the silence –
their power revealed.

Get heavy –
hit back until the masks are torn.
Get ready –
this is the calm before the storm.

Let ’em tremble –
’cause the louder truth remains.
We won’t bend,
not to the weight of their shame.

Get heavy.
Get heavy.

© 2025 Anssi Kemppainen / A☰KØNIC

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