1 Intro 2 Heartless
3 Your Way With Words Is Through Silence
4 A Second Glance
5 Casablanca Sucked Anyways
6 You Should Have Killed Me When You Had The Chance
7 If Looks Could Kill
8 You Had Me At Hello
9 1958
10 Sounds The Alarm
BRIEF REVIEW:
"AND THEIR NAME WAS TREASON" IS RIGHT. IT'S TOTAL FUCKING TREASON FOR THIS BAND TO TURN TO SUCH FUCKING CRAP SINCE ITS MEDIOCRE INCEPTION. DOESN'T ANY HALF-ASSED RETARD BAND KNOW HOW TO COMPOSE MUSIC ANYMORE? IT'S NOT LIKE THESE POP-PUNKCORE SELLOUTS REALLY HAD ANYTHING SIGNIFICANT TO OFFER IN THE FIRST PLACE AND THEY COULD HAVE SLIT THEIR GODDAMN WRISTS TO DEATH WITH THEIR NYLON STRINGS BEFORE RELEASING ANOTHER ALBUM.
I CANNOT FULLY FATHOM THE REASON AS TO WHY HARDCORE BANDS NOWADAYS ARE TRANSFORMING INTO A BUNCH OF WHINY, SOULLESS POP PUNK FAGGOTS. IF I WANTED SOME FALLOUT BOY AND GREEN DAY, I'D WHORE MY COCK INSIDE THE LOCAL HOT TOPIC BY SPINNING MY PIERCED DICK LIKE A FUCKING HELICOPTER AND MAKE THE SHOPKEEPER BLOW ON IT LIKE A FUCKING FLUTE. I'D THEN CLIMAX ORGASMICALLY, PRODUCING THIRTY-TWO DIFFERENT NOTES IN MULTIPLE SCALES. I'D THEN SELL THE MUSIC PRODUCED OFF MY SKIN-FLUTE AND SELL A FUCKING TRIPLE PLATINUM AND BECOME THE NEXT LIMPWRIST FOR YOU MEMBERS OF THE GAY COMMUNITY.
FAGGOTTTTSSSSSSSSS
I CANNOT FULLY FATHOM THE REASON AS TO WHY HARDCORE BANDS NOWADAYS ARE TRANSFORMING INTO A BUNCH OF WHINY, SOULLESS POP PUNK FAGGOTS. IF I WANTED SOME FALLOUT BOY AND GREEN DAY, I'D WHORE MY COCK INSIDE THE LOCAL HOT TOPIC BY SPINNING MY PIERCED DICK LIKE A FUCKING HELICOPTER AND MAKE THE SHOPKEEPER BLOW ON IT LIKE A FUCKING FLUTE. I'D THEN CLIMAX ORGASMICALLY, PRODUCING THIRTY-TWO DIFFERENT NOTES IN MULTIPLE SCALES. I'D THEN SELL THE MUSIC PRODUCED OFF MY SKIN-FLUTE AND SELL A FUCKING TRIPLE PLATINUM AND BECOME THE NEXT LIMPWRIST FOR YOU MEMBERS OF THE GAY COMMUNITY.
FAGGOTTTTSSSSSSSSS
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