Loud mouth behind a keyboard
coward in a crowd
won't face up to what you say
all you do is bring us down
worshiping bands you'll never get to see
creating a false image for what hardcore image means to me
We don't want you
you contribute nothing
Everytime you come around it makes me sick
had it up to here with your bullshit
get the fuck out of my scene
You've got nothing to give just get up and leave
Some the angriest, heaviest, viscerally impactful hardcore I’ve ever heard. A molotov cocktail lobbed into an already political scene with a fury I haven’t felt in ages. Televiper