“Bury it down.
Repress it. Repress it.
Stained your dress, towards your crest, treasure chest.
Bury it down.
My feed with my thumb, my attention makes you cum.
Sigh and moan, all alone, I hereby state:
Fingers Crossed! Cut your loss!
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We were born, out of reach
But I won’t, feel impeached… Tie the knot!
Awaiting (your performance)
The curtains applaud. Eager crowds will nod
Don’t hide from me.
It’s you I adore, but I praise you for Never, Doing, Porn.
Only I can demean you that way.
Why’d you let me down?”
Pioneering Rhode Island mathcore legends follow up their first album in 21 years with a head-spinning four-track EP. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 17, 2024