Strikes a nerve, and drags along
You felt the pain on the tip of your tongue.
And nothing here will fill your voids
You felt the pain on the tip of your tongue.
Stuck on the map & bridging the cut.
You felt the pain on the tip of your tongue.
And all your friends are on the streets
Hanging out with other friends you'll never meet.
Come take it off
For everyone that you know
and push back to floor
You ebb with these rhythms of death
The tension is pushing.
With your back against a wall, you've found it all.
This entire album rips. I've had this on repeated play several times since it came out. I wish I had heard it a week earlier when they played in Boston. One of my fav albums in this genre period. slimes
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