lucky kit kat spent trying to scrape a buck for rent at the peep show pad where dorsal dolls all finish fast we can make it work pay our debts to teenage twerps we can make it work if we wear our belly shirts but you ll get no respect unless a ninja of the neck sapphic as you were post apocalyptic squirt purring like a pet soiling all the suitcases we can make it work if you wear your belly shirt but i can t no i can t blast through that shark you hanged keep stomp all right as a dog i thought i d be eating out ant hills in the leaves dead at least ugly undead bite down sisters bitter endings mirror mirror on the floor which witch here s a bigger bore i m not cool and i won t ever masturbate to that endeavor like the world needs other folks just the blues the dead would croak1
['bubblegrunge', 'indie punk', 'new england emo', 'western mass indie']