Do you like gay shit? Grindcore? Clever songwriting? If you answered yes to any of these, SeeYouSpaceCowboy is for you. I love how varied these three tracks are, I truly do. Blending screamo and grind in way that's much rarer than it used to be, includes heavy riffs and breakdowns.
Favorite track: Stop Calling Us Screamo.
This album is the shot in the head that keeps on giving. Absolute banger from start to finish, my only gripe is that it ain't longer.
Favorite track: You Don't Understand The Liquor Is Calling The Shots Now Randy Bobandy.
Track Name: I Am A Trans-Continental Railroad, Please Run A Train On Me
Wait or they said move, this is the count down of the sterile sun. As the "Truth" play the part so full of heart these rapid breakdowns of the blissful parts. Brace the turn, burn the junction, brace the churn, burn the junction. Trying, Trying for your sake, This is blood from my heart. As I look back at the burning halo. Well you came and said, stop I think they get it, I would like to see it, well i guess we'll see, Well you came and said, stop I think they get it, please burn the king, please kill the dream
Track Name: Stop Calling Us Screamo
straight step, go around again, righteous precinct, just bare your teeth better. recourse of the shackled hand, get a dull knife mark an “x” on the master’s head. restart, back to the brink. transplant, if the noose fits. all systems go, all systems go, you bless your firearm
Track Name: You Don't Understand The Liquor Is Calling The Shots Now Randy Bobandy
Reckless foreplay, oh sweet ideals,(Cease fire) target's first step, off the bullseye, (Cease fire) now bare your teeth. I am something you made me, I am I am I am, don't look back. Restart restart the wind now, you said you said it's okay, it all it all begins now, I know I know we're in now.
Track Name: You Can't Get Goose Justice In A Fox Court, Just Spit On The Judge
I’m trying to kill the son, when I should kill the God. wait they say the serpent’s tirade ended, wait they say our love line is sick someone blame, tear out the values and aim, that’s the righteous. I’m in a car crash and I can’t keep track of the motion, some of the faces I guess they know what I mean but they don’t really get it anymore, i started to write down words and I guess I lost track of what they meant, It’s okay I never really cared much anyway, All the souls cry out like a ringing telephone and i can’t keep track of who wants to know anything anymore, I guess I guess I’ll never find out.
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