We don't want the pain you offer
We don't want to be your author
Thank you for giving me every reason
You thrive on devastated ground
You wish that we would come around
But there'll soon be nothing where you were
Thank you for giving me every reason.
Your ship's here; it's gonna take you away.
And splinter in a thousand pieces, into a thousand pieces
On some rocks, far away.
And you'll be under the water, suffocating under the water
Somewhere far away.
Long-time Boston spazzy math-punks take a deep breath and make their best and most dynamic record. Enigmatic lyrics and an overall atmosphere of paranoiac dread hang atop it all. Best of 2013 contenda Hex Map
Propulsive feedback-soaked basement punk jams from Boston expatriates now hanging out in cow country. RIYL dirty carpets, jumping around and slipping and hitting your head on the water heater, parties Hex Map