psychoacoustics
Our home is a gyre growing wider
Our home is a hellhole with a welcome mat
Our home is a scream from the grand stands
Tearing through your inner ear on the drive back
We heard you came for a show
We think you'll fit right in, fit right in
Did anyone hear an echo?
Can anybody see the waves come in?
Chewing trails in the noise, we’re getting echoic
Feeding back with the flood & the blood type
In love with the fire, feeling derelict
A fixer-uppеr with pedestrian hype
I bеt you're wondering how
We're getting into your vibes, never fear
We’re just trying to make a noise
To cauterize the blood inside your ears
The bigger the garage
The better the sound
We're just so glad you came around
The bigger the crowd
The better the ache
Can you feel the bones in your head shake?
The better the team
The bigger the flood
Around here, your blood is our blood
The louder the noise
The better the game
There's worse things in life than getting shamed