Parasites! from Good Teal by Good Teal

I walk to the airport, I hold my head in shame
The parasites, they took a bite in every single step I take
Understate’ to say I’ve had it
One more go around with the dramatics
So-so-so-so broke yet so sure that I don’t want to miss…

The sound of your voice, the bliss of your name
Damn, it feels good to blow you away
I’ve been dying to say

You. bide. my. tongue.
You. bide. my. tongue. with. no. substance.

And I’m still at the airport
Fist broke, bank broke, heart-I’m sure
We spoke all you played me for that I ain’t gonna miss

And all of your poise conflicts with your shame
But damn it feels good to blow you away, way, way
I’ve been dying to say

You. bide. my. tongue.
You. bide. my. tongue.

• Punk
• garage rock
• hardcore punk
• post-hardcore
• New Jersey