Hey you, fucker, what’s your real name?
Won’t tell me? Oh, you’re all the same
Think you got the motherfucking right?
To call me a stupid bitch and too uptight
Like my life’s your fucking business
Like my disgust is your delight
It’s a deadname for a reason
And I’m not playing nice for you
It’s a deadname for a reason
So shut your mouth and get a clue
Hey bro, don’t give me an attitude
Oh go cry about it man, I call everyone dude
You think you’re so tough wow, so fucking brave
Just hoping that I’ll bitch and plead and then just cave
Wanna meet the boy inside me so bad?
Wanna meet the boy inside me so bad?
Wanna meet the boy inside me so bad?
Wanna meet the boy inside me so bad?
Wanna meet the boy inside me so bad?
Wanna meet the boy inside me so bad?
Wanna meet the boy inside me so bad?
Wanna meet the boy inside me so bad?
I’ll throw you in his fucking grave
credits
from Control,
released April 28, 2023
Written by Ruby del Mar, Adri Hullet, & Louise Montalvo
Guitars so jagged you could cut yourself on them and sneering spoken/sung lyrics make “Red Dirt” a post-punk powerhouse. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 3, 2023
Exceptional punk music! I love sloppy punk, but this manages to be clean without without losing any energy at all (maybe even getting more of it in the process!). Can't recommend it enough and show them to everyone I know zacharypinkham