spare me your visions of a good time
your kind of party isn't mine
your kind of people makes me sick
go stick your bloated head in a pig
you know who you are
shirt and tie but not a shred of decency
ripping us of with your hedge funds and futures
well, lemme tellya, your future has been and gone
when the damage is done you turn tails and run
count your blessings and your money
and fuck everyone
when the damage is done you eat your gun
no more blessings, no more money
but you fucked everyone
A stellar cast of artists put their own shadowy spins on recent Bestial Mouths material—toward the goth club floor or into pure noise. Bandcamp New & Notable May 11, 2021