Watch out, you’ll never be safe and sound. Don’t give the stranger any empathy for he deserves it no more. (Dirt – rot – in my eyes. Scumbag – they despise.) Thrown away into the garbage that’s become his home. Human flesh on the market, but the butcher ain’t you. This life has nothing left to offer if you ain’t going to resist and get back what belongs to you. Born and raised in the media’s lap you take the beating and go back into the line. The currency of mankind is gambled by few. […] While you detest this injustice, you cannot counteract. Constrains are internalized. Hate yourself as much as John Q. Public. Brainwash made you blind, not numb. Can you break the silence? Stop this violence. Don’t you recognize that you are drowning? Get up and lift your head out the shallow water. […] Pick up a gun and kill yourself. Still the fuckin’ butcher ain’t you!
Supplementing sasscore insanity with bolstered vocals and pop-punk songcraft, the California band are kicking ass and breaking boundaries. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 21, 2024