I'm choking on the fumes, the water rises up in a shallow tomb.
My lungs collapse my bones are artifacts and I'm standing still as my life moves past.
And my heart beats, less than it needs to cause it's fucking weak.
And you'll trouble yourself till you find a fucking excuse that you can hide behind.
This Seattle 3-piece blast out their frisky punk LP via Kill Rock Stars. You might want to avoid their couch, though. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 16, 2015