Oh this old song
Oh this old pen
I’ll write you love notes
Not for the eyes of men
Oh this old song
Oh this old pen
I’ll write you love notes
Not for the eyes of men
I don’t want to be woah
Eaten by discovery or love-stoned treachery
So won’t you meet me? Woah
I don’t wanna be eaten by discovery or toxic masculinity
So won’t you meet me? Woah
Oh this old song
Oh this old pen
I’ll write you love notes
Not for the eyes of men
Oh this old song
Oh this old pen
I’ll write you love notes
Not for the eyes of men
I don’t want to be woah
Eaten by discovery or love-stoned treachery
So won’t you meet me? Woah
I don’t wanna be eaten by discovery or toxic masculinity
So won’t you meet me? Woah
I don’t want to be, Woah
I don’t want to be, No
I don’t want to be, caught in this treachery
Brutal dark punk from the excellent New York group Pawns fuses razorlike riffs with pitch-black vocals to chilling effect. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 24, 2017