I’m not feeling too good even though I know I’m all right
There’s a silent scream that’s stuck in my mouth
And it’s trying to get out, it’s stuck in my mouth
Why walk in the park when I know it’s not safe at night?
I just want to test it all out for myself, see if everyone’s right
If I think anymore, my brain will be juice
It’s eating itself from repeating itself
It’s all coming out my ears, nothing’s going in
Seismic summer’s getting under my skin
Lying awake with a rattled skeleton, praying that I won’t need a radio again
There’s a silent scream that’s stuck in my mouth
And it’s trying to get out, it’s trying to get out
"Flower Of Life" yanks riot grrrl south through the unmistakable garage psych sound indispensable to the last 20-odd years of rock music out of Los Angeles. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 2, 2023