This year
Killed me
So much
Apathy
This year
Showed me
This country’s
Uncaring
this year
Left me
Alone
And empty
I’ve never been down this low before
I’m going to take you with me
You may
never
See your
Family
again
Without
Seeing
Their tongues
On boots
Dying
For a taste
All the
While
Their throats
Crushed by
Those boots
That they love
So much
The Chicago punks seem intent on defying any hardcore conventions, focusing instead on communicating pure disgust for the rotting world around them. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jul 1, 2022