lyrics
Lately I'm at home, passing comment talking shit,
But if I get out of the house I'll let you know about it,
Some boys wonder by mistake, heads full of nerve agent
Perhaps those boys are sick, and if that makes me sick,
Then fuck it I'll be sick, I'd rather feel sick than hear another word
About wilting masculinity
About being born again
About so-called misandry
Shut your mouth, spare us all
Worms like you can't change, you can't give up power while it lasts
Lonely people never learn and heartbreak's for the leisure class
Sometimes you're at home begging for forgiveness from yourself,
Talking to the walls and never listening,
The time to stop resisting is now,
Let go of the wheel
All this trash inside of me,
Fake po-faced virility,
Crawling through another house,
Pleading for sterility,
Amputate, spare us all
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from
DEMO 2,
released August 13, 2017
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