Stabbed to death at some careful carnival with strong sugar headache, suicidal memoir fixed to fall in love, frightened by public withdrawl from steel shovel bent with rust by slacker syndrome with money issues. Knowledge of the where abouts of JFK, and his army of lubricated cradle shakers.
Still birth therapy with bright red pens, concentrated anatomy creeps unto folded scapel in some new blood changing vein with accidental rage induced coma spirit with poetic background... Sitting with cold mold on lap, in one hand gripping a basement filled with used cars from runaway champions, necklaces hanging from multiple mother necks with scars resembling night, and day...
Filthy Fuckers-'Paradise' releases an aching stomach filled with clinical gas, fallen blade recalled permanent tolerance against damaged beyond. 'Night Lights' was an amazing way to open this record, and by ending it on 'Slow Train' an even better way to be guided out, and away... Awesome record guys!
https://alreadydeadtapes.bandcamp.com/album/ad188-filthy-fuckers-paradise
http://alreadydeadtapes.com/adt/filthy-fuckers-paradise-out-now/
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