Rise drunk mid day
They have a weight on this place
Trash tans, bare feet
Looks of disgust as their bones wither in heat
No hope folks
sick victims of poverty
No hope folks
they're digging graves in the streets
no hope folks
considered fuck ups and freaks
no hope folks
no one will find them some peace
They've stuck the needles in vain
Need a high to hide shame
Stupidity ain't to blame
Our efforts made 'em this way
Shut out from suburban homes
Left to burn out drink and roam
catching the worst of the grief
Then dying alone on the street
Knockout debut from a Buffalo, New York-based hardcore band who like their riffs sick, their drums fast, and their choruses sticky-sweet. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 28, 2024
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