I could totally forgive weak lyrics if everything else was at least good. Unfortunately for Sixx:A.M the rest is just as poor as the lyrics. First of all the vocalist James Micheal's voice matches the whiny tone of the lyrics so I guess at least it's fitting? However it's not good. It often comes off more as annoying than empowering as he's obviously trying for. The guitar work is so simple and repetitive with basic chords and progression.
So does this mean there's nothing redeeming about this album? Well actually yeah pretty much. Even the tolerable songs are pretty bad. Songs like When We Were Gods and Belly Of The Beast could be radio singles on your standard rock station but they'll be forgotten in a year or two. I'm sure the target demographic of angsty white suburban teens like I used to be will be enthralled and feel like the music 'gets them' but for the rest of us this album is fairly painful to get through.
I decided to give this album a chance because why not? Well I quickly found out why not. It's hard to take seriously with the lyrics. The vocal delivery doesn't help this at all, plus the backing music is at best generic and forgettable. If this album was a person it would be a Tap Out wearing, vaping, bro dude with tribal tattoos who calls everything 'syck'. If you listened to it you're definitely damned.