i want to mute the scene stop the clocks turn them off and feel your silence shut them out plug my ears and i wanna hear of somewhere you re down and out and all else is separation my watches when you leave for the last in a conscious moment i could live in uncertain regret here in the past mind shoots blanks memories and more you clearly made me think that i had something to live for buried in the dirt so i will dig and pull the fleet for once i believe and may you pray for me our worlds ran parallel an indefinite promise to heed fight it and i call it frustration as i enter the vault you breach unsubsided inferred
['melodic hardcore', 'punk', 'ska punk', 'skate punk', 'socal pop punk']