Tonight we meet with the hunger we know
Sit in a circle and speak of the purge
Together praying for a brand new low
Stiff as a board, feather light as a bird
It takes until
You’re left with nothing.
Eat your heart out,
Lest you’re left starving
Crystalised by the black crows eye
Organs idle in the jars on the shelf
Afraid to fail and leave you dry
Glitter, blood and oil, keeps so well
It takes until
You’re left with nothing.
Eat your heart out,
Lest you’re left starving
She’s enamored with her rusted old crown
She thinks she won, she was fighting for scraps
Flying up so high, she’s scared to come down
One by one, we get caught in the trap
Sydney group Bloods decamped to Seattle to make this brief, punchy EP that pairs punk attitude with sky-high hooks. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 20, 2020