Giles Corey

This one starts off quite disconcerting with its vocals that alternate between harsh whispers and distorted screams, all this with a madman banging on the piano in the background. Someone is...frustrated.

The inclusion of a pretty melody played on acoustic guitar and sung so prettily quickly defuses the tense situation, though, giving the listener time to regroup. I think it's just a ploy to pull me in deeper before putting the boot in...let's wait and see. Gotta put a filter on your heart, bro. And I'm supposed to laugh at your boo-hoos, right?

Is this the kind of music that helps you kill yourself or prevents you from doing so? Is it an invitation or merely cathartic? I honestly don't know, not being a miserable fuck.

Dude, it's been eight years. Are you going to do it, or are you just crying for attention?