It's getting dark. I wanna disappear. You're going hard, leaving marks. I wanna slip away, my dear. Let me go to the darkness where the bottoms go. Relieve my self of everything. Let me, let me go to the darkness where the bottoms go, my sanctuary of pain. With every word I sink a bit farther in. I'm losing grip of everything. I can see. I can't speak, and my body's growing weak. Feel my body crumble, feel my body break. Feel me tremble, feel me shake, and help me get out of this place. Into a sanctuary of pain. My sanctuary of pain.
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F, I love this whole thing. Fav tracks: DooDoo drone, Mohammad, Sura Sura. But “Running for our lives” is like bad brains “I against “I meets rage meets fishbone. Don’t hesitate buying this Michael Farmer
The songs on the latest from Worriers hurtle forward breathlessly, with hook after hook topped by scorching vocal melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 16, 2023