EAT THE FUCKING GUN, YOU POINT AND YOU RUN
SLANDER THE WAR THAT I'VE BUILT IN MY HEAD
SICK OF MYSELF OR JUST SICK OF IT ALL?
POISON THE MIND TILL IT BREAKS AND IT FALLS
OLD THOUGHTS BLEEDING THROUGH THE SLEEVES AGAIN
PLEASE CRACK MY SKULL ON THE FUCKING CEILING
ANXIETY SEEPING THROUGH WITH MY FAKEST FRIENDS
EVERY DAY ENDS WITH NO FUCKING FEELING
From the first deadened cowbell to the last dissonant guitar interval, Dutch quartet Geo's new record is shaped for impact. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 25, 2024