Hurtling through the sky at a blinding speed
Coloring out of lines and boundaries
When you’re apart from what makes you a part
You’ll start to thinking, and thinking is hard
I think it’d be for the best if I think nothing at all
So if the worries scurrying around your head
Fill it with dread, giving you fits
Just aim the rainbow cannon right between your ears
Target your fears, blast ‘em to bits
Na na na na na na na na…
Bouncing off satellites like trampolines
Obliterating the night through tiny screens
Reality is a little too real
Reeling from the feelings unwanted to feel
I think it’d be for the best if I think nothing at all
So if the worries scurrying around your head
Fill it with dread, giving you fits
Just aim the rainbow cannon right between your ears
Target your fears, blast ‘em to bits
The Long Island metal band's third album etches arena-sized hooks into their jagged compositions, deftly balancing experimental and poppy inclinations. Bandcamp Album of the Day May 12, 2022