May we be the next to self-incinerate and may the mustard smoke from our bones be inhaled and consumed by the king cobras and queen bees of our world The stinger is in our handsA poison sac is in our skullsThe last strike will be made by us
One Mile More / Array
Softer (She`s Perfect) / Array
Roll With the New / Array
Christmas Conga / Array
Down Breeding / Array
Ghetto Godzilla / Array
Girl Dont Tell Me / Array
The Homefront / Array
underlying depression / Array
Bitch Scream / Array
Malpractice / Array
