I am responsible for the burden of my existence
When I’m gone I won’t leave a fucking note
I’m not worth crying for
I’m not worth the suffering
When the silence becomes deafening,
You’ll come looking for me
When you come to check on me
you’ll find me hanging from the ceiling
Life erased and body bleeding
I’m cold, I’m not breathing
Don’t tell my mother that I’m dead
When she sees me, hide the rope burns on my neck
Don’t bury me, just burn my body
Scatter my ashes over a sea of misery
No more pain
Numb the fucking pain
Shut it down
I am dead
I’ve always known how this would end
It was only a matter of time
I’m sorry for everything, I won’t leave a note
I won’t slit my wrist, I’ll slit my throat
Operator: What do you mean by your brother’s dead?
Girl: He killed himself.
Operator: Well, how did he do it?
Girl: With a gun
Girl: No, he’s dead.
Former members of the great band SubRosa return as The Otolith, and their debut LP finds them at the peak of their mighty powers. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 24, 2022