Speaking backwards in the night, reaching fingers for the light. Crystal, pistol candy cane. Save it for a rainy day. My sorrow, will follow tomorrow. And still i’m just a cold puddle. Im always, entangled in trouble. Im entangled, i’m in trouble. Speaking backwards in the night, reaching fingers for the light. Crystal, pistol candy cane. Save it for a rainy day. Speaking backwards in the night, reaching fingers for the light.
UK82-inspired hardcore punk from Christchurch, New Zealand, gruff and fast and economical and, of course, righteously pissed. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 16, 2020