We drink discount beers
And smoke discount dope
And we may end our days
At the end of a discount rope
Cos nothing ever ours to keep
Even our lives for sale and cheap
We count discount years
And have discount hope
And everything built will crumble
And all done’s been done in vain
And the light at the end of the tunnel
Is a muscle flash or a train
Why do we walk
This dirty road to the abyss?
Maybe we were just
Fucked from the get-go
Maybe we were born like this
Dead Cross, Retox, and Qui members dish out subversive hardcore with an indignant smirk; come for the riffs, stay for the synth experiments. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 31, 2024