Looking for new label. |
So, Cashcrop went under and we are looking for someone to put out our album again. Sorry to everyone who was waiting for this to happen. All of our materials are ready to go, so if you lik... Posted by Why We Suffer on Tue, 19 Dec 2006 11:45:00 PST |
We are officially signed to Cashcrop Records |
I know it's been a long time in the making, but we have finally been signed and will have a CD in mass production for your purchasing and listening pleasure. Our new home is Cashcrop Records.&nb... Posted by Why We Suffer on Thu, 15 Jun 2006 04:52:00 PST |
This is where you lay it all to rest |
This could be the totality of what you are and where you came from
Or maybe just a glimpse into where you learned that trip
All of these faces you soon yearn to forget
All of these times that haunt yo... Posted by Why We Suffer on Sat, 01 Oct 2005 11:49:00 PST |
When Blog is God. |
How many rattles will appear for the sundry you once felt as a fiber across your bleeding white skin. Once the oxygen is taken away and the formula has forsaken the belief, it may be found, like... Posted by Why We Suffer on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Our First Endorsement!!! |
So, are you looking for a fat, screaming machine of an instrument? Look no further then Halo Guitars, the preferred choice of Why We Suffer. Check 'em out at www.haloguitars.com. The... Posted by Why We Suffer on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
The Experiment |
Starting an experiment to see if anybody actually reads our stupid crap. Here is the first line to a community poem that we'd like to see our fans add onto. So, write whatever you want and we'll all h... Posted by Why We Suffer on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Simple Occurence |
And as we fall down, we all fight for a way to reach the surface. Did you hit the bottom with me? Or did you die in the premise? It's all a beginning, in order to meet the end
Why do you want to disa... Posted by Why We Suffer on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
naarf |
free the butterflies, so their wings can cause tidal waves. Made of string and other viral things. These are the bad tastes you thought might save you. Posted by Why We Suffer on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Just for more nonsense purposes |
I've walked with my side formed from the atrophy of the stilleto less admired, ousted from the devil's own as a non commited haze. Old faces putrid in the wired fuselage that crams down upon the seve... Posted by Why We Suffer on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |