Cold tile on a piss stained floor
Broken locks on every door
A clouded mirror above the sink
Reflection hidden thankful it goes unseen
A desire to erase what's happening
A plastic shell milky shades of pink
The light the light keeps flickering
The light the light extinguished in me
How do you come back from this ?
Where do you find the strength to exist ?
I never stopped feeling scared
I couldn't get away from there
Pushing from every direction
They are pulling just as hard
From the first deadened cowbell to the last dissonant guitar interval, Dutch quartet Geo's new record is shaped for impact. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 25, 2024
Arabic can be a very gutteral, raw language.Perfect .shit smacks like a plane to a couple of towers. favorite track: eye for an eye or american police beefobrady