tonight we crawl out of your lair
we pick your thorns like they're our bread
if you catch a ghost upon the shelf
your own guardian angel will break your neck
you're blowing kisses to the dead
dont hold your hands, dont close your eyes
the fear blooms white and leaves a scent
you thought i was blind, you thought i was deaf
with your pirate eyes, with your earless head
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a perfect soundtrack to clean up your apartment, riding a bicycle to the nearest body of water and gazing into the meandering reflections of sunlight and some birds. Tim Six
Gnarly punk rock from the Philadelphia duo is unhinged in the best way, an in-the-red sonic assault a la Motorhead/Stooges. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 9, 2024