I'm basking in the farthest things from me
I can't be part of my own species
masking me with liquid blazers
fuck the fakers I chuckle when they buckle
the safety seat belt inefficient
when your brain melt, slurp it up
with your pink perception straw
and it tastes so good to know
how much you care, but nothings
here, and nothings there
but you're freaking out like
something is wrong
and I'm freaking out like
something is wrong
and we're freaking out like
something is wrong
and I'm pissed cause
I react to nothing there
and I'm addicted to
being the best here
I'm feeling pretty blue sky these days
I can't fit into my old skin peels
the look I receive from my end makes me
feel strange and I question every opportunity
and it fucks with my entire view of
possibility, responsibility, opportunity
and I'm pissed cause
I react to nothing there
and I'm addicted to
being the best here
the look I receive from my end makes me
feel strange and it makes me question every opportunity
and it fucks with my entire view of
possibility
This Pittsburgh band's gloriously messy mash-up of post-punk, garage rock, and shoegaze is snotty enough to be considered plain old punk. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 2, 2022
The most slept-on band in indie music makes a welcome return with another A+ record mixing hardcore and slacker rock with jokes. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 13, 2023