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lyrics
Let me into your car, yes I’m drunk.
I’ve reached the limit, I’ve reached the end
I cut off all my ties and forgotten all my friends
I don’t deserve the worst of what you’ve got
I’d put up some resistance but I haven’t got a lot
A piece of meat, slapped upon your table
Like a dead horse dumped inside the stable
Take me back to your place, and keep my trap shut.
Keep my mouth shut.
Keep my trap shut.
Upon your table I don’t feel able to feel like a human being
Wrapped in tape with no escape it’s like this every day
In your place the human race is shutting up my trap.
Trap shut, keep my trap shut.
Scottish noise punks Anxiety have followed last years deranged and disjointed aural assault of a debut self-titled LP with an even more deranged and disjointed EP. Fuck, this is magnificent. Gavin Hellyer