Horror Opera from Lane Hall by Fictional Name

This will move the earth while we fill rooms with words. We’ve lost more than we’re worth. Stand out in a crowd, losing what’s allowed. Everyone’s thinking out loud. The sea is listening. The breeze is breathing. I found, I found out for sure. Singing in the rain for every drop of pain that’s filling up all these veins. Please, baby, please, I can barely breathe. You're the biggest star in the horror opera. Singing to the stars, singing in the bars, I know, I know who you are. If I don’t go to hell when you finally die, it won’t be because I did not try. Scream, baby, scream, no one can hear a thing. You’re the biggest star in the horror opera. Heal, baby, heal, there’s nothing left to feel. You’re finally gone and I don’t think forever is too long. I don't think forever.

• Punk
• diy
• indie rock
• post-punk
• Bethlehem