Strong enough but brittle to the touch.
Carbonate, inhaled in my lungs.
Seeing god in the fold of my cells.
I can’t be stopped, Lexan deluxe.
Breaking every bone until I’m fucking bent,
If I was made to be strong, Then strong I’ll fucking be.
Clocking in, day by day, union worker haze.
Never was expecting to be given such a gift.
No, Now I can’t be stopped anymore.
Lexan Deluxe, more than a man
Can’t be stopped, no matter what you say
Make them pay, the boss man and his friends
Dead heart underneath this plastic skin.
I’ve had enough of what the others have said,
I’ll make them pay with my carbon footprint.
This disease has made me into something,
Not even science can fucking explain.
Strong enough but brittle to the touch.
Carbonate, inhaled in my lungs.
Seeing god in the fold of my cells.
I can’t be stopped, Lexan deluxe.
Powerful in every way, this DC hardcore group's first full-length is the siren song to having no home as a person of color—in punk, in society, in America. It could not have arrived at a more appropriate time. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jul 15, 2016