Glory glory Hallelujah
Tell me, tell me whats that to ya
Thoughts that lurk behind these doors
feel like thoughts never thought before
You tell me tell me tell me tell me not to drink,
but I got so drunk I threw up in your sink
Torn between my decisions and yours
I passed out on the kitchen floor
You tell me tell me tell me tell me what to think
I think I'll find me a different state
We're getting the fuck out of Arkansas
Cause there ain't nothing here that we ain't saw
Depression is nothing less than the
Suppression of desire
And I desire nothing more
Than getting myself on out the door
Sick of this plaster, sick of this mold
We can be fast, we can be bold
And we can go north man, or we can go straight
Let's just gggget out of this state
Dead Cross, Retox, and Qui members dish out subversive hardcore with an indignant smirk; come for the riffs, stay for the synth experiments. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 31, 2024
UK82-inspired hardcore punk from Christchurch, New Zealand, gruff and fast and economical and, of course, righteously pissed. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 16, 2020