We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

Useless hands shovelling flesh

from HORSE by THROTH

supported by
/

lyrics

The hot wind blew into the dark room,
I raised my voice to fill the void.
It's too hot to care as the world dies around us.
I'm not moved to say this, seems we'll end in chaos.

So send more down, no one is waiting.
We're not going to mars and this is all there is.

The poison flowed into the ocean,
The surplus grew to keep the price.
We're too numb to care as demand meets supply.
The fluid in our veins and our guts keeps us high.

So cut me down, I don't want to witness.
The snake eats its tail and this is all there is.

credits

from HORSE, released August 5, 2019

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

THROTH Bristol, UK

contact / help

Contact THROTH

Streaming and
Download help

Report this track or account

If you like THROTH, you may also like: