"i don't care. i don't care anymore.
isn't that horrific? wasn't giving a shit the last open door
out of this abstraction that they label as 'worthwhile'
i used to run with grace, but tell me how does one crawl a mile?
without a destination,
without orientation,
with all this hesitation,
and just aggravation
cause all i hear is dead end-talking
and all i see is bullshit walking on and on"
he paused for a short while, he’s got both hands in his face.
"you know, i can't put my anger in a productive place.
it would be easier to do so, if i could only grasp its source,
but when aggresion meets self-loathing they become the strongest force
got no destination,
no orientation,
all this hesitation,
and just aggravation
and all i hear is dead end-talking
and all i see is bullshit walking on and on“
Bluesy protopunk in the great Detroit tradition by the city's own the Stools, with dashes of the Stooges, Negative Approach, and the Gories. Bandcamp New & Notable May 25, 2023
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