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Left On Red:
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Left on Red is a Mid-Missouri supergroup that seamlessly blends a diverse array of influences into their distinct Metalcore sound. Comprised of vocalist Myles Clayborne (SAUL), drummer Shea Spence (The Many Colored Death), guitarist Corey Harness (Red Room), and bassist Anthony Brummer (Conman Economy), this powerhouse lineup is set to take the Midwest metal scene by storm. Their debut EP, "Imposter Syndrome," showcases their ability to fuse intricate melodies, relentless rhythms, and raw emotion, establishing Left on Red as a formidable force in the Metalcore genre.
Directed by ComoLimes Productions
Produced, mixed and mastered by Vigilante Productions
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LYRICS:
Black Hole
Beneath a heavy sky of somber gray,
Hope, once vibrant, now begins to sway.
A weary heart, burdened by despair,
Losing grip on dreams, caught in the snare.
The hits they’re coming in waves,
I’m getting caught in the wake
The last three years have given life to my fears,
And I’m beginning to think they might just manifest in me.
It’s not fair, I just can’t find a way out of my head,
Every bump in the road feels like a black hole pulling me in,
I need some space to breathe, before this crushes me,
I get no rest I’m a mess, easy prey for my demons,
I can’t escape inside I start to believe them.
Adrift in a sea of desolate tides,
Throw me to the wolves just leave me here to die
It’s not fair, I just can’t find a way out of my head,
Every bump in the road feels like a black hole pulling me in,
I need some space to breathe, before this crushes me,
I gave in, to the darkness around I can’t win, when the
Silence is loud I keep suppressing my worst fears
How can I push through pain when all I want to do is leave here.
I spend everyday locked away as a slave to myself, on the outside I live like I’m somebody else. My emotions, I’ve told them, that’s not what I feel. On the inside I’m beginning to slip.
And it sounds like this.
It’s not fair, I just can’t find a way out of my head,
Every bump in the road feels like a black hole pulling me in,
I need some space to breathe, before this crushes me,
I gave in, to the darkness around I can’t win, when the
Silence is loud I keep suppressing my worst fears
How can I push through pain when I want to do is leave here.