I guess I am dead
I’d like to ask for your opinion
Stink like a cat
Just used to be human
Now I'm a starving freak
And I walk through the city
Ain't got no soul, I may have missed the boat
I guess I am break
Lactic acid in the muscles
Stink like a fart
And make growling moan
Now I'm a starving freak
And walk endlessly
I ain't got no soul, now my eyes turned livid
I choose the easy way
Or the great escape
The words I can't say
What's the prediction?
Now I'm a starving freak
N' I walk through the city
Ain't got no soul, I may have missed the boat
I guess I am dead
I’d like to ask for what's fiction
And without a hat
Why do you like so sad?
Now I'm a starving freak
Looking for my next meal
Ain't got no soul, now my eyes turned livid
Melbourne-based Slush's debut EP is filled with feminist, punky-pop tunes that make for an exciting introduction to their music. Bandcamp New & Notable May 10, 2019
Though the lyrics and cover art present a dystopian landscape, the music remains bright, bouncy, and catchy on the Austin group's first full-length. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jan 25, 2017