4-piece from San Antonio, only about eight months old, all grew up on Epitaph and Fat Wreck, just hoping to be as good as Dutch Nuggets one day...
One small glimpse just to see what it's like
Who can know pitch who has only known light
One short trip just to broaden my mind
One quick dip, unless the water is fine
Scoff like a toff on the bad side of town
Rip her shirt off, pull her skirt down
Hoping for gold, now I'm stuck in the mine
Dynamite blows, everything's fine
Stable mirage, awfully vetted wife
Digging for reality in the absense of life
After the fall, pictured seeing it all so clear
Nothing to call forbidden, nothing to fear
Hard to be sure if the experiment was a success
Or just a permanent work in progress
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