Spit back all those words I said
With a sour taste in your mouth
Parting words I've always dread
Contempt and Hate
Without a doubt
How many smiles must you fake
To alleviate your mistakes
Dig in deeper
I'm so fucking sick of you
The Minneapolis band add a horn section, a running surrealist allegory about walls, and an occasional nod to the elegiac to their electroshocked post-punk. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 4, 2024