i assert my right to live like garbage
halitosis with a chip on my shoulder
i'm biting nails down to the bone, then melt away
a bloody shirt tells stories that a mouth won't
complete strangers on the street have been looking at me a bit weird lately
come to think of my friends have been a bit weary, too
i'm really not quite sure if it's the scars, the marks, the stare, or the blood
but i'm really at a loss what i should do
and this will happen again
this town is not what it once was
covered in dust and rust and musk and maybe we just got it all wrong
we only dream of torn flesh now
crawling, growling, fighting, and biting i'm pretty sure we got it all wrong
we got it wrong
i kept walking down the road a bit farther to find a place to calm my nerves
so i took a seat down at the peer
i was just trying to enjoy my food when i felt many sharp stings in my back
and im really not sure what i should do
lay down and wait it out til it's alright
besides you won't miss your eyes
This album fucks as hard as dripping and magic but imo feels the most personal and emotional release of the three. It’s weird and frantic but hits
this really interesting balance.
jude
Hopscotching from jangle pop and post-hardcore to math rock and shoegaze, these Minnesota rockers have a gift for musical multitasking. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 29, 2024