There's lead in my bones, my teeth have turned to stones
These boulder worn to sand inside my throat
I'm wearing down, into the ground, and it's so fucking cold inside
There's blood in my mouth, my lungs will do without
The air to breathe her back into my life
You wished inside my head, that I was gone and dead, and so did I
And I'd be lying if I said, I didn't care if I saw you again
Because m heart keeps pumping blood
To my head
And I'd be lying if I said, I didn't care if I saw you again
And I'd be lying if I said, I thought you cared if you saw me again
And I'd be lying if I said, I didn't care if I saw you again
Because m heart keeps pumping blood
To my head
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