I feel so excited now, I swear we´re not divided
solid as a rock
against the odds, through the shitstorm
Tired of this long walk
Count hours so I can scape
frustrated
Count the miles to keep you away
Alone at the sea, a pile of bodies as my ship
keep pressuring still, end the bleeding or let me sink
Is the booze talking when I curse your name
against the odds, through the shitstorm
Tired of this long walk
I´m tired
the long walk
Count hours so I can scape
frustrated
Count the miles to keep you away
Alone at the sea, a pile of bodies as my ship
keep pressuring still, end the bleeding or let me sink
This Oakland group pulls no punches, serving up a hard-hitting punk album that recalls the blistering brilliance of Refused. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 8, 2020