Our Last Night is an illustrious American post-hardcore band that came to life in 2004. Though the group hails from the small town of Hollis, New Hampshire, their impact on the music scene has been anything but small. Conceived by the brothers Trevor and Matthew Wentworth, along with friends Alex "Woody" Woodrow and Tim Molloy, the band quickly made waves with their unique blend of aggressive instrumentals and melodic harmonies.
Initially, the road was a challenging one. Starting off with local gigs and self-released EPs, the band worked tirelessly to carve out a niche for themselves. Their early work—marked by raw emotion and unpolished talent—eventually caught the attention of Epitaph Records, a label known for its roster of edgy, genre-defining bands. Signing with Epitaph in 2007 was a pivotal moment for the group.
Their first major release, "The Ghosts Among Us" in 2008, showcased their ability to combine hardcore aggression with intricate melodies. Songs like "Escape" and "Recovery" resonated deeply with fans and critics alike, solidifying their place in the competitive post-hardcore genre. This album laid the foundation for the band's evolving sound.
As with any artist, evolution is inevitable. The band’s subsequent albums, "We Will All Evolve" (2010) and "Age of Ignorance" (2012), marked a shift towards more melodic elements while staying true to their hardcore roots. The aggressive riffs were still there, but now
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You're one of them, a monster at heart
Attention gives them what they need
To heal these wounds
Their lungs, filled with guilt
Hold up the walls they built
Their lungs, filled with guilt
Hold up the walls they built
Attention gives them what they need
To heal these wounds
You're just a symphony made up of violins
That don't make a sound
You lived a lie, you lived a lie
And came out with nothing more
Than the life (than the life) you had before
They're just machines that no one can trust
Always cheating the system that they need
Oh I trusted you because I trusted myself
You're just a symphony made up of violins
That don't make a sound
You lived a lie, you lived a lie
And came out with nothing more
Than the life (than the life) you had before
Now I'm left with nothing but a wasted past
There is a devil inside you
There is a devil inside you
You know him all too well
You're just a symphony made up of violins
That don't make a sound
You lived a lie, you lived a lie
And came out with nothing more
Than the life you had before
Take your lies to the grave you dug for yourself
Take your lies to the grave you dug for yourself