The words I scream are meaningless or holy things. They kiss my tongue before they split to fix someone. When nothing’s loud, I punch my heart. I flex my mouth until it comes on like a truth, brilliant and dumb. Man, they taught me to talk then told me to shut up. I never cared, but, man, it cut. I’m nothing clean. I’m garbage thoughts and dirty knees. A fucked-up punk, a bastard light. I ain’t no one’s son. Man, they taught me to talk then told me to shut up. I never cared, but, man, it cut.
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The purposeful song-writing that makes each song cascade into the other as part of an identifiable statement; The powerful yet melodic composition; The artwork so in tune with the album's motif. All in all, the band really showed the evolution of their craft making this a perfect follow-up to "Home..." pauleno