It's a while until the high will break
Noise floor push higher
Grab lapels and give the world a shake
Hells bells! A combo breaker
Carried on a front
Of another signal
Dark before the dawn
High highs and low lows
Crutch of a story that everyone knows
Not by the laces of my hightop shoes
Jerry-rigged together with a homemade fuse
I'll bring you something
Same things stuck in the craw
If you sell then you lie
We move in opposite directions
Sleep in Shifts
Fugue state don't remember a thing
Sink those ships, woah!
supported by 4 fans who also own “Oblivion (Boymode Mix Circa 2013)”
In a more perfect world, this band would blaring out of every radio on Earth. The lyrics, the vocals, the just-outta-teens snark and earnestness... so much to love. paulimboden