"Burn the old inventions"
We've fucked ourselves for the sake of convenience
Abandoned all sentiment
Blanked our the lines in a refusal to tear down all of our idols
This is plagiarized, rehashed
The same lines repeating over again
With mouths full of venom we have nothing left to say, save
"We have lost our way"
I've given all I ever had
Just to hang as ornaments for your display
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