"Wounded and wound up on the floors of Brisbane's clubs, studios, pubs, streets and living rooms, surrounded by comments regarding worn-influence, confusion or criticism - self- induced acts of sounding industrially-born materials, damaging body with prized possessions and hoping through the stale-familiarity of negation to achieve catharsis is a bullshit lie. As there is rarely anything left to say lyrics take a back-seat to indifferent ears, except for cases of personal address.