EP REVIEW: Scowl – Psychic Dance Routine
Don’t feel bad — this part of the plan.
Don’t feel bad — this part of the plan.
Shackles gripping tight pulled off from the throne
This frozen chase, at the forefront of my mind has left me hanging out to dry.
It’s all coming back around.
The flesh and bone the body and wine.
You can take my body, just leave my mind.
So give me bright ideas.
So give me bright ideas.
Real Punk. Real Attitude.