I guess you can say that I still feel bitter
I’ll extend the olive branch into a wood chipper
You’re fixated on who’s to blame
So anxious to spread the shame
We’re dying in search of a higher ground
Gasping for air as we drown
You just can’t wait to cast the first stone
Teetering on your pedestal, waiting to be dethroned
You’re fixated on who’s to blame
So anxious to spread the shame
We’re dying in search of a higher ground
Gasping for air as we drown
We’ve put those days behind us, but you’re always there to remind us
We’ve made our mistakes, we have a dirty slate
Those who live in glass homes
Should watch their back when they throw stones
Made our mistakes, we have a dirty slate
UK82-inspired hardcore punk from Christchurch, New Zealand, gruff and fast and economical and, of course, righteously pissed. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 16, 2020
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