Your fucking mirror is too close
Passing my bike you almost brake my nose
I hit the ground, dust hits the air
Nothing tastes better, nothing compares
I’m getting up, you’re getting out
You seem like there’s something to talk about
I get my knife. You know the score
You get your gun, I hit the floor tonight all right.
The only thing that I cared for.. The Generals Daughter
You think you won, better think twice
You guard your treasure, you’re in for a surprise
Remember when you cut me down
I have returned to steal the jewel from your crown
Your bullets pierced body of mine
My bullets pierced something we both hold divine.
You see my smile, you catch my drift
I’ve paid your girl a visit on my late night shift. hell yeah.
When I saw her smile I did not know the price to pay
Quirky eyes and touch that I still feel on my skin today
How could I ever know that her father will stand against my way
How could he even know that it’s already too late! Hey!
The Long Island metal band's third album etches arena-sized hooks into their jagged compositions, deftly balancing experimental and poppy inclinations. Bandcamp Album of the Day May 12, 2022