You think you know me all so well
But you won't be laughing with a gun in your mouth
My life is not a tragic story to tell
And you won't be laughing with a gun in your mouth
You all have so much to say
So say it to my face
You'll regret talking shit in the first place
I'm fucking mental
I'm fucking cynical
Closed caskets in an empty fucking funeral
I sold my soul so that I can feel whole
The American dream, a story to be told
Don't try to be something you know you're not
I'll dig you six feet underground and watch you fucking rot
So go ahead and talk your shit
I'll break your bones until you quit
You'll be left in a ditch with your throat slit
There's no stopping these demons inside of me
I'll pull this fucking trigger and set my soul free
Born dead from the start, we're all disasters
Fucked up minds and hearts
We're fucking bastards
I sold my soul so there's no turning back
Don't think I forgot the shit you said to me
I'll never forget what they said to me
"Do the world a fucking favor and just kill yourself"
So long, goodnight
I'll see you in Hell
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