barkmarket kss They are hammering away at my fatigue, grinning mad infectious guitars and nerve splitting deep waited lyrics, a sharp tool waved carelessly, drums assulting the foundation, forceful and sneaky and anguished and smart. They are stirring up the dischordant unrest with which I so love to electrocute my lethargic work stifled thoughts. 021115 ... kss to not understand this is to not know my soul. absolutely and completely. with more power fight fear head help hurt emotion loss greed hurt soar light fuck fuck yeah. 021202 what's it to you? who go blather from