Come drum spells I’m immune to them
What’s prolonged you’ll find truth well hidden
Working hard for so long for the man who’d give me
Nothing.
Clocking in my time card but still the facts of this sort
Keep me out in the dark, I don’t know who
calls this freedom?
Spend some time on my side but still the proof won’t reside
Until you take this chance on what?
What some call freedom.
Slowly taking back your words you give me nothing
Finding out your crossed words now come try to stop me x2
Stand up, settle for your crown, it’s soon to be gone, it’s
Soon to be gone.
This past lessons all you’ve got it’s whatever you want, it’s
Whatever you want x2
Big, clanging psych-rock from this Arizona outfit fuses monk-like vocals with slow-winding guitars for songs that feel like strange hymns. Bandcamp New & Notable May 2, 2016