I was sit on the top of the roof
Awaiting my past to be better
Thinking about the first time I grab this wall
and how I fell on the ground, cold ground
My broken elbow
People, they don’t have to know
Over the past ...
This past is gone
Over the past ...
We ran through a wasted time field
Over the past
Am I now just another me ?
Over the past
So this is over
I have understood for a long time
There is no way to pass through this without any damage
Without any injury
BUFFTUCK - get yer beef bucked in rough luck.
This one's gratis if you want the sequencer of Tangerine Dream to bang a teapot on your open silverware drawer! thenewspaper
(Ex-Giddy Motors, for those of you to whom that means something.)
Amazingly complicated but still catchy. I'd call it math rock but it has way too much guts and spit for that; it's precise but also filthy. The vocals are completely unhinged. I love this band. Really hoping they come to the US on tour sometime soon. Mike Gintz
the swimming, the swimming, the swimming, the swimming, the swimming, the swimming, the swimming, the swimming, the swimming, the swimming, the swimming, the swimming, the swimming, the swimming, the swimming, the sinking. Stavros Niteros