I’m perceiving wrong all I perceive, I’m perceiving wrong all that I perceive. Nothings coming down on you and me, wipe the stupid tears away. We’ll beat our head against the wall and do our best to break the mould so we’ll betray our intuition savor every situation think too much before we speak, speak enough not to be hear we’ll hear a lot of things a lot of things but never hear enough.
I’m perceiving wrong all I perceive, I’m perceiving wrong all that I perceive. Nothings raining down on you and me, wipe the stupid tears away. We’ll beat our head against the wall and do our best to break the mould complicate our intuition, savor every situation think too much before we speak, speak enough not to be heard, hear a lot of things a lot of things but never hear enough.
Cause I’m perceiving wrong all that I perceive, I’m perceiving wrong all that I perceive. Nothings raining down on you or me, wipe the stupid tears away. I’m freaking out, I’m freaking out, I’m freaking out, I’m freaking out, make it count, make it count, make it count, make it count, make it count.
Fueled by serrated riffs, raspy vocals, and rubbery basslines, the Aussie punks' latest pushes garage rock to rowdy extremes. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 15, 2024
