"They slither in the grass.
Stalk you with their eyes.
They'll pour you up a glass.
Fill you up with highs.
They whisper in your ear,
Dreamy, little lies.
Now sign right here,
On the dotted lines.
Clobbering, nearly industrial bass music with beats as big as the smoldering sun surrounded by charred electronics. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 23, 2024