I'm afraid of losing all my favorite stickers by putting them on something that eventually I'll have to throw away. I'll probably just go and steal some scissors, pry them up off hard surfaces, put nail polish remover in their place. Hey! Да права. Counting my possessions, there are 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9, Hey! Да права! Trying not to concern myself with the shit that I am gonna leave behind. Sometimes I blow smoke rings and they're fucking perfect and I just want to hold them, they are warm and soft and probably unkind. Sometimes I get anxious looking out my window, I can't tell if it's the same view or if it's different and I'm slowly going blind. The river trades the ocean all its water for some rain and the river never realized that the water's all the same, it's been getting ripped off. And the ocean never gave a fuck. So I jumped off the boat last night with both of my hands tied behind my back and this dark handkerchief was covering up both of my eyes. As I jumped in the water, gave one final breath, threw a thought to all my stickers cause each one of them was soaking wet. Hey! Да права. Counting my possessions, there are 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9, Hey! Да права! Trying not to concern myself with the shit that I am gonna leave behind.
Fast, heavy, techy melodic hardcore. These guys are gonna blow up. Learn their songs now and get ahead of the curve! I used to live with most of em! Fisticuffs Busansky
Beautifully played and full of moving vocal performances, the Bay Area singer/songwriter's latest is a stellar work of art. Bandcamp Album of the Day Feb 3, 2023