How Can This Be Us
single
How Can This Be Us
The hook here is blunt and it earns that bluntness: ‘there’s a hole in my pocket where my heart used to be’ lands because the rest of the song has been building the case for it, verse by verse in G minor at a mid-tempo grind that keeps the pressure steady without tipping into chaos. PCBender’s vocal delivery carries real urgency, and the guitar solo that tears through the back half is the kind of playing that reminds you why the electric guitar was built in the first place. This sits in the same territory as early Audioslave or late-period Soundgarden, protest and grief sharing the same four beats. A highlight, and one of the more emotionally direct things he’s put his name on.
Lyrics
Smoke in the air, ice in the streets Nowhere to hide, can't beat the heat Be searching for gold that nobody has The army of the king gone mad Bullets flying, people dying How can this be us Bullets flying, people dying How can this be us I'm missing the life that was taken from me There's a hole in my pocket where my heart used to be Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na Bullets flying, people dying How can this be us Bullets flying, people dying How can this be us I'm missing the life that was taken from me There's a hole in my pocket where my heart used to be, yeah Bullets flying, people dying How can this be us Bullets flying, people dying How can this be us
Credits
Songwriter: Michael Anthony Rose