Nothing feels right
When I’m always on the outside
My hands are always pressing glass
Nothing is mine
This is someone else’s life
And I don’t think I fit the part quite right
Can’t make a connection
Can’t fake an interest
Can’t sleep, can’t eat
Can’t think, can’t speak
Can’t breathe, can’t breathe, can’t breathe
(When the pressure builds up in my head)
I’m not supposed to be here
I wasn’t meant to belong
I never wanted to be here
I didn’t want to belong
Afrofuturist punk from Philly that twists the hardcore sounds of '90s DC and San Diego into a seething mass of wires and roots. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 3, 2019
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