Ain't slept for 6 days straight
Walkin through traffic, get the hell out the way
Honestly, I hope I get hit
I'll call up JG, get cash for the settlement
There's no god
So us dogs
We mob
You fuckin oughta get robbed
Your parents bought your Macintosh
Got it good but you complain a lot
Shoppin trips to Ikea in your mom's Nissan
Walk in
With my hood up
Stuff my pockets to the brim
Can't get enough
Check the tag
The jacket's genuine
"I bet he stole it!"
Prefer to say it's repossessed
Walk out
Never sweat about
The consequence of the deed
Take what I need.
Dark and seething post-punk from Cincinnati that's appealingly janky enough to make a tired genre feel fresh and urgent. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 31, 2023