Playing nice only gets you the nice to have
We play rough for what we need
What monster hides the human inside
Then controls us through civility
I crawl with your foot on my neck
Boot prints now map my way
Armed with weapons of self-respect
To fight your violence of every day
Your defensive rage
When the default is a voice like your own
We try on your uniform - You police our tone
But the master’s tools
Do the master’s work
And aren’t made to dismantle
The master’s house
If you know best for damsels in distress
Why are we still waiting for safety to come?
Don’t take my home then come to me for warmth
I won’t bake your bread then beg for your crumbs
Could we be blamed
If we sought revenge
Your saving grace is we’ll accept justice
I crawl with your foot on my neck
Boot prints now map my way
Armed with weapons of our revolution
To fight your violence of every day
This excellent EP swings from lurching post-hardcore to shadowy dark rock, anchored by a shattering vocal performance. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 20, 2018