Each song's a strip of stop n'go power violence that throws itself against the momentum it's already created in a musical sort of homage to Isaac Newton and his third law of motion. There's a sick and disgusting guitar that evens out the lack of a bassist and throaty pissed vocals to match. They're not breaking new ground with their riffs, but it's really just about the energy and the vocal delivery that'll put you on your ass.
"Your problems are your own and it's time to fucking deal, I don't give a shit and I can't change how I feel."
"Failed Attempts at Empathy"
To Live a Lie