Sit back, watch me wilt, stick it in 'til the hilt
Don't worry, don't mind me
A lost unique stare, fucked beyond compare
Got used to misery
Kicked to the street, too drunk to find my feet
Routine broke again
Rotten to the core, back aching from the floor
Daily grind my friend
And nothing goes well when you're living in hell's
Familiar trashy streets.
Is it far fetched, maybe a stretch,
That it makes me want to retch?
I'm burning, I'm burning.
Now take it from this prodigal son,
Don't entertain your thoughts with notions that
You're something I lack,
'Cause nothing could be more false.
Take it somewhere else, to your lies I won't adhere.
Your words reek of sin.
Go vomit foul conjecture in someone else's ear.
Mine are at the brim.
It makes me want to retch.
It makes me want to retch.
Been playing this album since it's release, and it never gets old. The Kimberly Steaks are absolute masters at crafting perfect pop-punk songs. Shorty Donair
Great album, this band is better than Nickleback but not as good as Ace Of Base. Buy all their music and merch, and go see them live.
Can we have a vinyl release of Terminal Boredom please!!?? bovril
Pitch-perfect math rock from Kaneohe, Hawaii charges forward on raw, ragged emotion. A treat for fans of Polvo and Pardoner. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 27, 2018
Taking cues from Midwestern emo and early ’10 pop punk, this Leeds, UK outfit are full of heart— not to mention hooks. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 21, 2022