I’ve got a line for every painted picture on your face
Never once had to adjust to anything you'd say
And it will all come my way
I only have myself to blame
Because it’s just a game
Thinking of more words to play
Yeah it’s just a game
And you will never be the same
Picture this
Your lack of whits almost fits
Your my accomplice in this,
becoming colossus
And I
Will take the life of every bitch in my life
With a knife
You never made it very clear
And I never really wanted more
Just to understand
How you could be such a whore
now I'm just an addict
Searching for my next habit
Guess I'm the guy your friends told you about
guess I'm an asshole, you figured me out
I'll just feed you some lines
Look in my eyes
Open wide
I'm alive
supported by 9 fans who also own “Local Anesthetic”
As someone who went backwards through Kardashev’s discography, I was surprised to see how effortlessly they leverage brutality in those older releases. Alice M.
supported by 9 fans who also own “Local Anesthetic”
Early Shadow Of Intent already was able to rip wholes into the space-time-continuum. It would have been difficult to imagine how much they would progress from here on because you wouldn't think it's possible. mourner