TO SHREDS, YOU SAY? BY IRON CHIC
Scream along if you know the words:
“I was playing with matchesNow I sift through the ashesIt’s cold nowThe fire’s outI might never be warm againAnd the rain comes to wash it downWorse to burn than it is to drownLet the cool waterFill my lungsAnd I won’t have to breathe again“
Like I said with the last Iron Chic post, Sad songs about being a fuck-up, feeling like you’re wasting your life, missing people (this album is pretty heavy on missing people) and not giving up, sung like this is the last chance you’ll ever get.
Iron Chic is hands down my favorite band. I can’t say enough good things about them.