Load Up Our Guns Bring Your Friends

Birds... Scream At The Top Of Their Lungs In Horrified Hellish Rage Every Morning At Daybreak To Warn Us All Of The Truth. They Know The Truth. Screaming Bloody Murder All Over The World In Our Ears, But Sadly We Don't Speak Bird.

I Was Tired Of Pretending That I Was Someone Else Just To Get Along With People, Just For The Sake Of Having Friendships.

My Lyrics Are A Big Pile Of Contradictions.

When I Listen To 'nevermind,' I Hate The Production, But There's Something About It That Almost Makes Me Cry At Times.

There Is Nothing I Like More Than Pure Underground Music