ALBUM REVIEW: Microwave – Let’s Start Degeneracy
What if everything’s as perfect as we suspected it would be?
What if everything’s as perfect as we suspected it would be?
Swaying like there’s no ceiling, I feel so absent.
And underneath it all is still my downfall.
I am the guilt of all your wounds.
So tell yourself there’s peace on Earth.
Feel the thunder, fate will call your number.
I’m calling the dogs and we’re gonna get rough.
Cause I’m 12 states straight from where you now decay
It wasn’t supposed to be like this, but it is.