kancho! - Suspension

Slit Wrist Disco

This sound's coming down like a hurricane
Tear it down like the house next door
Comin' in on the wind like a storm

You're sick and you're sick and you're sick to the core
you stick to me like shit off the floor 
and you take it you take it you take it some more
Power your nose 'cause you think its the cure

Won't you come with me?
Make some noise
Won't you come with me?
We're naughty boys

Won't you come with me?
Turn that shit up
Won't you come with me?

Hurricane

Hurrincane

When he comes, he comes
Around, around
When he comes, he comes 
But you never make a sound
When he comes, he comes
Around, around
When he comes, he comes 
But you never make a...

Floor boards gently squeak
Pretend to be asleep
The light beyond your door
His shadow on the floor

When he comes, he comes
Around, around
When he comes, he comes 
But you never make a sound
When he comes, he comes
Around, around
When he comes, he comes 
But you never make a sound

The handle starts to turn
Your eyes begin to burn
The heat upon your neck
The whisky on his breath

When he comes, he comes
Around, around
When he comes, he comes 
But you never make a sound
When he comes, he comes
Around, around
When he comes, he comes 
But you never make a sound

There's blood on the ceiling
And on the floor
It's on your hands
And up the walls
He had it coming
Coming around
But now it's over
Don't make a sound

The Boy Who Cried Wolf

Two piece punk band formed in 2015, with intense high energy stage shows culminating in rants about tea, climbing on the drums and megaphone driven songs. Brace Yourself. 


Hurricane

Cherokii

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