Each day I wake up in the morning, wipe the boot prints from my neck. Oh man all my ideas are swarming, I don’t know which one I’ll disregard next. I’m looking as good as a car wreck, I’m feeling as light as a stone. I’m pissing in places I’d never imagine, hey man I thought I was alone. And I know, track and control. I’ve been downtown in the winter, I’ve been by the sea in the sun. I’ve fallen, got hurt, and deserted my shirt in the dirt where the flowers had sprung. If I ever told you my story, you’d probably just look at your phone, cause it’s completely free of the immediacy and the urgency you only know.
A new track from this tough-as-nails Boston hardcore outfit has some words for men who would dehumanize women in the scene. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 21, 2018