Don’t temper us with reason
Don’t pepper us with lies
We’re complicit in this treason
In our words and in our deeds
And every step is measured
By the book and by the pound
There’s some hope in the knives we hold
In that one day they are sure to come down
So many sleepless nights, they draw out like a blade
And cut me to the bone and leave me like a scourge
Upon this bitter earth that swallowed up your life
But we will meet again by the cemetery gates
Send your wishes up to heaven
Throw your arms out in a shape
That proves to us how much you care
And begs to be undone
We’re caged in by our bodies
We’re divided by our blood
We’re buried by our memories
But these memories, they have work to be done
So many sleepless nights, they draw out like a blade
And cut me to the bone and leave me like a scourge
Upon this bitter earth that swallowed up your life
But we will meet again by the cemetery gates
Sanguine sounds for uncertain times. Tricky beats to make your toes tap in unusual ways. A barrage of melodies and swirling sounds to keep your heartstrings taut. Chumps
Tom Broucksou's piccolo bass lines are meatier than a 50lb brisket. Ryan Richardson's voice soars. Jason Crawford pummels you into complete submission. Get some Gung! Chumps
"Singer of this group is one of the guitar players in the equally-brilliant band Bells≥. Here he spits and swaggers over a bed of vintage-sounding street punk bruisers." - Robert Ham Chumps
Another politically charged punk EP in 2016? Yeah. This could've been horrible, but instead it manages to be great. It seems that J. Robbins can always manage to get amazing musicians together to create great music with him. The female vocals are sick too. Feels like early pixies. needsmorerage