i see their lovely faces
and i can't help but stare
but i don't wanna know your story
because it never goes nowhere
i want their blood on my teeth
when their scent's in the air
and you don't wanna know the half
when i can't help but stare
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i dont wanna live my life like a blood-sick dog
always pacing to the trace, trapped in a fog
always itchin at my skin and tearing at the seams
living like a killer in my sick, sick dreams
free as can be, and outta my mind
howling at nothing, dead drunk, half blind
what's in my baser nature will always find a way
keep me bound tight, keep me far away
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so dont look my way
just walk on by
i can feel him stirring
just writhing inside
no dont tell me your story
cause i couldnt care
dont ask me what i'm thinking
when i can't help but stare
From the first deadened cowbell to the last dissonant guitar interval, Dutch quartet Geo's new record is shaped for impact. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 25, 2024