Off the album RUB SOME DIRT ON IT, available now — [ Ссылка ]

"This album was created from a desire for something real, raw, and intense. We worked out the songs in this room together over a couple of weekends, set a recording date and went home and practiced and finished the lyrics. We returned to this same space a few weeks later, did one full day of setup and rehearsal, and then captured the album in a hyper focused two hour span with our own recording equipment and a full camera crew. In post-production, we did some minor editing and a handful of musical punches and overdubs, and re-tracked a good amount of the lead vocals to recreate the live performance but with no bleed — allowing us to create this full-quality audio master recording while retaining it's raw live energy and spontaneity." - Matt Carter, Emery

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Reaching out his hand to shake mine, my eyes caught his. I saw it then. I was dangerous. He was glad to be done with me. Not yet an enemy but maybe something even more sinister. A single voice could ruin everything. But my soul said run even when my heart said stay. So I carried the blame knowing this would only get worse. And it did.

The pain isn’t what drives your fist into the wall. It’s not the hurt inside you that slams you into a panic and causes you to run in fear. It’s knowing what it was like to live without the pain. Now knowing the better days are behind. But there was nothing you could have done to save yourself. So get over it. Rub Some Dirt on it. Let’s Go.

The God I loved became silent
I chased after Him like a jealous lover
I closed my eyes and prayed for relief
But no one answered

Take the child and make them trust you
Fill their heads with Hell but an escape
The Good Lord will make his face shine upon us all
His light will reveal what you must hate

I keep searching for salvation
I couldn’t help myself
There's too much sugar in the sermon
I wanted more than this
But it was masturbation
An image of a God that made me turn my back on
Something real that I could call home
Where blood reveals fear and family
Something real that I could lean on
To be human still but loved the same.

I saw the world begin to eat itself
Void of answers and left to bleed
We picked up our words and threw them like stones
Holy and righteous for everyone to see

Everybody knows
Did you notice, did you notice me
That’s just the way it goes
I relive those days
Did you notice
I won’t let you forget it

I never said I forgot you, forsake you
I only asked if road ever divided
I touched a hand that was reaching out for me
But wasn’t it long ago that it was decided

On to the night sky
That lays before us
Single bright lights
That join in the chorus

I won’t stop to hear your disdain or adoration
I lick my wounds and I carry the scars
And I keep moving I keep changing
I’ll never go back
There is nothing to go back to
So you tell them, You tell them that I’m lost.
Preach that you are found.
But you stole God from me
And replaced him with your certainties.

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