Tell me I'm sick
I know, I'm already a ghost
Am I the creep who cracked the tabernacle and horrified the host?
Face-A-Thon, my face is gone in this hole
Make some noise, you bibacious boys
It gets old
Wanna see what it looks like inside my head, oh?
Wanna see what it looks like inside my head, oh?
Wanna see the inside of my head, oh?
No!
Faucet faces fill up their vases of soul, where the flowers go
The Man Who Put the World to Shame says:
"Give me all your money and I'll tell you your name"
Space-A-Thon, The race is one to get old
This seems wrong, this marathon grows mold
Wanna see what it looks like inside my head, oh?
Wanna see what it looks like inside my head, oh?
Wanna see the inside of my head, oh?
Here is goes:
This Calgary group makes goth-y post-punk attired in the brightly colorful arrangements of bleep-boop synthesized psychedelia. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 3, 2024