they aren't ready for what's coming to this world
we have been here for many years
waiting to ride the wave to the end
struggling to find a place
struggling to find a friend
struggling where to begin
you're not alone come take my hand
this is my call
fellow psychos where are you
throw down your mask my siblings
let the others see how you do
I know you're out there
I must find us, how the fuck are you
come back to feeling
this is how we assemble our crew
I can't hide my face now anymore
all my psychos lets go out your door
show your eyes now glowing in the night
fuck your ego we will win the fight
they will laugh you feel you have no friends
you want solitude waiting for the end
this is our call come into the light
first time glasses off no hiding so bright
Hit the dancefloor with the pulse-quickening latest from Bob Foxx, intergalactic electronic music with razor-sharp grooves. Bandcamp New & Notable May 8, 2024