You're the solution to a problem long gone
You're no inspiration
You're just plain wrong
What a chancer
Spare me the lesson
Spare me the pitch
Spare me your presence
It makes me sick
Fuckin chancer
You'll amount to fuck
Take your ability to be such an assehole
And go and through yourself off some shit
Tough luck asshole
Set yourself to destroy
Everything you've ever known
Tough luck asshole
The Alberta crushers hold tight to their rank, astral-gazing grindcore, staring down abyssal torment all the while. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 31, 2020