Get out of my fucking face
I can smell your predatory ways
I want to get the fuck away from you
Can’t stand to be close to you
Get your hands away
I don’t care what I said before
You need to respect my right to say no.
Disrespect my body,
Ruin my life
All to feel a drip of pleasure
You deserve to be stuck on sight
Stabbed in the back with a fucking knife
Or 2..Or 3..Or 4..Or 5..
I want to see blood splatter
I want to see you cry
I want to see you shot right in your eye.
Call me crazy baby
I don’t give a fuck
No idea how it feels to live with a touch
You can’t scrub off.
What it’s like to cut and cry
While he goes to fucking JACK OFF.
A memory that kills me
Is what they feed on.
It’s time to fucking pay!
It’s time to fucking pay!
It’s time to fucking pay!
It’s time to fucking pay!
Stick On Sight!
Stick On Sight!
The songs on the latest from Worriers hurtle forward breathlessly, with hook after hook topped by scorching vocal melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 16, 2023
Restless, agitated no wave for modern times built around razor-sharp guitar and roiling percussion from Jane Doe Ensemble. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 16, 2022