We just wanted to sound like shit.
But you thought we were avant guard.
You thought we were liberal and arty.
But we worked at gas stations
You thought were were sensitive college students.
You didn't realize we were just a bunch of assholes.
You try to act weird, and pretend that you're violent when I whip chairs at you at our shows.
I'm glad jazz faggots don't come to our shows anymore, less know it all egg heads. Less people wearing glasses.
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Sandblasted faces, no mouths to scream. Needless object always scratching. This breach in heaven irised shut. It scorns the land without even ghosts