Join the mob, status quo. Seek its comfort in a box. Strive to fulfill titles, labels, classes, creed, and religion. Surrender, power, security. Defined existence. Assume the position condemn those who stray, conserve the wall stay in line do what they say. Expectations assumed and applied, ignore your judgement trust in mob. Take your cue and close your eyes, sleep in blissful ignorance. Achieved by a sense of completion, external instruction.
credits
from S/T EP,
released June 1, 2015
Thanks to John from Trench studios for tracking and mastering this shit.
Thanks to Jonathan Nunez for mixing it.
Thanks to the LA grind scene for the support, and anyone who listens to this garbage.