We were not meant to recollect
Cutouts and corners in boxes and bags
Yet stolen our hands are, stolen our heads are
So now rest your head
Stitches
This is not what you must know
Stall the flake then watch it go
Some say only time can tell
Kill the thrill and give them hell
Tear it down, take it out
Burn the ground: a second shout
React now things you’ve seen are as though you’ve never been
Even now things you’ve seen are as though you’ve never been
I see the signs they’ve made for us
But we will cut them down to dust
Our arms, our legs, we gather up
The parts discuss what we had once
Four speaker-melting singles from New York's premiere "live techno" outfit, descended from vintage synthwave, deep house, and dance punk. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 18, 2024