Alright
There goes my blood acting like pistols
You know there's a better way than your pops did
Alright
It was my mistake to put all this weight
Let failure open your gates
Suspicion of convictions, confidence in your opinions
Genius to the mind of life you make simple
These girls draw blood
Both of them pistol whippers
Two down by noon ‘cause rules are for fools
To the future, light my beacon fire
Alright
Abstractions that distress, leave serious impressions
Delivered with a wink
Infected recollection, painted horse in my direction
Cantering down the mountainside, eyes absorb the divine
Alright
Play nice with the others
Oh brunch, my only concern
When day sips the night, enlighten them, my PBS
Your baseball bat, has met my walls
Swearing at all the holes you made, on the level, this separation
You hear me. I don't care that you don’t care
Challenger, to your corner
Look at the contract that you can't sign
High on your fuzzy math
We can’t wait to break you
Don't worry we never shoot the cute
That's a lie. I'm not going away
Licking the railing is not progress
The latest Djunah LP channels the duo's heavy, intensely cathartic sound to reflect on living with and healing from trauma. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 14, 2023