Live fast
Love slow
When my eyes get dead
My head gets low
Third in line for an unkind mind
I rest my head
And my keep eyes on the prize
What’s worse
Growth spurts
What hurts
My nuuuuuuurse
How to mount your Seven swords?
Be careful with the Time lords
Tell me im a Filth eater
Breaking still this Love hander
Sick of you all you’re full of yourselves
Messy toothed Psychic commander
Broken walls uneven defenses
Second coming of all my preyou pretenses
What is wound healing
How long is good fester
Happening on this plane
Messy toothed psychic interester
Aaahhhhhh
Riiiiiight
Ahhhhhh
IiiiiiI ran in to ran in to youuu
Broken in something and fell through
Don't be fooled by the thick layer of snot over these songs - this Nova Scotian band has a melodic heart and a whip-smart head. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 3, 2018