An spiky act hailing from New Zealand, they are fast-paced and furious, the music your mother feared you would listen to because it’s the sound of something you’d hear in a haven for drug-dealers galore. But tell mother that you love her, and she’ll forgive you and listen away.
As the plans turn into compromise The promises all turn to lies The spite builds up and it can’t get through Passive me agressive you
Skipping stones in Tokyo, drunken adventures in Melbourne, another terminal in Bangkok, my footsteps I found in Siem Reap.
Pense de toi
Bei - "Borng sralanh puon!"