Control control, they only want control
Wanna tie us down to their bankroll
Its never been about where the children go
Just maintain American status quo
Pointing fingers to gawk at the laughingstock
Not so funny when you're up on the chopping block
You'll never know what its like to be us
Can't properly define the word fetus
Breed breed breed you'll bleed us til we bleed
Take everything there's nothing to concede
Spill our blood you'll drench this country red
Your policy is only cheering on more death
I want your laws out of my insides
Contraband
Contraband sing it
Contraband, contraband
Your dirty hands are wrapped around my throat
Screaming logic at you doesn’t seem to make a difference
Your words only come from a place of hatred
Built your fan banking on their ignorance
Too close to the sun modern day Icarus
But it’s gonna too late you’re gonna bring us down
Heat the world up you’d love to watch us drown
Oceans swallow us whole you wanna go for it all I know you wanna take over the world
Breed breed breed you'll bleed us til we bleed
Take everything there's nothing to concede
Spill our blood you'll drench this country red
Your policy is only cheering on more death
I want your laws out of my insides
Lets make it personal
I won't be merciful
I applaud your downfall
I hope you lose it all
I hope you lose it all
credits
from PRESSURE,
released April 17, 2026
Recorded and mixed by Johnny Nails
Mastered by Howie Weinberg
Yeah, I mean it's undeniably rad. 🤘 I really appreciate that the album finishes strong in the bottom half with these funky driving alien desert beats. Love it! CyanStrawberry
I can't remember a band/duo/artist that I couldn't get out of my head in so little time. The hypnotic claws of musicality are no match for my jaded misanthropy. There may be hope for the humans after all by way of newer, more in tune and talented alien ambassadors. Chris Shepard