The way you twist your words
//To control the creeps
Running around in your streets
So you can keep killing the ones
You don’t understand
Claiming to be the best
Claiming to be right
All you do is fight
Twisting the mind of the kids
Telling them how they look is wrong
Telling them how to fit in
Forcing them to eat your shit
That you wouldn’t feed your own dog
I find that so fucking wrong
The media we all love
But how you let it get ruined
By companies that forces
How can you claim to be free?
//when your president
Is bought by fucking greed
//American torture we love
American torture we hate
I can’t see no escape
X 3
Northeast straight-edge hardcore taken to the cathartic, infectious extreme; a fiery EP fueled by spite, spirit, and sick riffs. Bandcamp New & Notable May 24, 2023
On their debut record, the London hardcore upstarts cross-up mosh-ready fare with melancholic ambient passages, weeping guitars, and virtuosic vocal harmonies, but its romantic veneer is much more complicated than it seems. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jan 30, 2019