“Every day I haven't grown fangs, disemboweled condecending pricks, & feasted on their shrieks is another day in my dystopian alternate reality.”
Every day I haven't grown fangs, disemboweled condecending pricks, & feasted on their shrieks is another day in my dystopian alternate reality.
Tear open my skull and this is what's inside
Not as keen on the new album, but this is a classic old track from a brilliant Aussie band!
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