LIVE GALLERY: Higher Walls and This Hurts at Blondies, London
This is class war, and we’re on the losing side.
This is class war, and we’re on the losing side.
Most days I wish I never met you.
Our blood oils the machine, we’re going to watch it burn.
In the neon glow, I open my scars.
Så tenn et lys for Kvelertak.
I gave so much and never left enough for me.