Wake up, there's beer on your breath. Sheets are dirty and your house is a mess. No idea what happened last night. Split fucking lip, musta been a fight. (CHORUS) Cuz there's tangles in your hair and dirt on your cheek, fake fingernails with blood underneath. Fingers and stares when you walk down the street but your a Gutterqueer and you can't be beat. (They gave you nothing, give them nothing in return) Finally leave the house, just past four. Can't lock up cuz there's no door. Neighbour hates you cuz you're a tranny skid. He doesn't know you hang with his kid. (CHORUS) (Take what you need, leave the rest. They can't break us if we're already broken.) (CHORUS)
Even for this genre the sheer intensity of this album always manages to floor me. Might not be the most unique album under the sun but it doesn't have to be; the performances are tight and ferocious, the songwriting is dynamic and explosive, the production is crushing, it's just all things to a mathcore fan. napalmsatan
Off-kilter country songs with big, beating hearts, the music on “Sword Songs” captures hope and heartache in equal measure. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 7, 2017