Limited edition CD in card wallet featuring 13 tracks including Eviscerator and 7 previously unheard demos AND original cover art by Akbar Ali!
Includes a Baby Arms sticker and I can sign it if you want.
Includes unlimited streaming of SAMPLER 2017
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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lyrics
I will pull the truth out of you,
And your guts will spill.
Pick your brain like a fresh scab.
And I don't drink
But I still do things that I regret.
I live in high definition
And die with the upset.
Why can't I leave it alone?
Not everything has to be known.
Attraction does not become passion,
And passion does not become love.
I dive into awkwardness,
I enact my drama as if it were fiction.
And I don't drink but I still do things that I regret.
I live in high definition and die with the upset.
Why can't I leave it alone?
Not everything has to be known.
If I could dull my racing mind.
Oh, if I could tune out your racing heart.
Attraction does not become passion,
Passion does not become love.