With a sentimental chill, my ribs, they crack and spill
My guts out on the floor, like that bitter wine you pour
And the tongue inside my mouth, won't let my words come out
They just settle in my throat, and fill me up with hope
It's fucking snowing out and I'm all alone
Somewhere I've never been
I know that someday I will die, and die alone
Just like everyone
But I'm not ready yet
I wonder if I'll ever be
Just give me one good reason I should believe
In anyone or anything
L.A.’s Giant Waste of Man turn out hammering, hooky rock songs with a vaguely psychedelic edge, anthemic and expansive. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 27, 2022
The proceeds of this extensive compilation of punk and rock go towards the healthcare costs of beloved musician Dan Wild-Beesley. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 21, 2017