Do I dare to eat the heart out of every man
That has the time to turn within the belly of this land?
What has brought you back to this place?
Your name spelled out in lower-case
Bullshit so deep we barely taste it
Who’s laughing now?
Do you know how?
Wait for the white light to break
Wait till you got the pills to take
I dream like i never stay awake
I watch the darkness
watch it float away
Or is here to stay?
Oh say can you see
It’s World War Me
Knock knock knockin’ on the devil’s door
I’ve been told there always room for one more
So fucking tired of being free
This glorious ghost
Put the jury to sleep
I have no pills left to take
My heart,
There’s nothing,
Left to break
supported by 9 fans who also own “Lost In Calling”
This one also took me a while to get into. It strikes me as less HC than Untitled and less poppy than Ultrapop (stupid I know). Let's call this the No Wave record. Its musical (and amusical) density is matching the persistent sound in my head right now. barnaby nygren
supported by 8 fans who also own “Lost In Calling”
Chat pile c’est une cuillère à soupe de Sonic Youth, une pincée de Ministry, une cuillère à café de Joy Division et le résultat est très très bon !!
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