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Hate from the basement
Hate from the insecure
When you're anonymous
No consequence to fear
Your place is so low
Human mosquito
No conversation only vitriolWhat place do you have
What place do you have
What face do you have
What face do you have
Would you or wouldn't you
Nothing of value
The dregs, the tiresome
Dumbed down for everyone
Your mind is narrow
Your head is hollow
Caught up forever in the trivialWhat place do you have
What place do you have

What face do you have
What face do you haveYour place is so low
Human mosquito
No conversation only vitriol
What place do you have
What place do you have
What face do you have
What face do you have
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Like a fluorescent-lit snack-aisle oasis in some desolate interstate road stop, brimming with Skittles and limited-edition Sno Balls, Tacocat's Easter-egg-hued pop-punk-pop is bubblegum-sticky with hooks, bound to brighten up the most drab stretch of bummer backroad. The band's four-person, seven-layer-burrito came together organically: Lelah Maupin (drums) and Eric Randall (guitar) met in their native Longview, WA—two hours south of Seattle, the very town that Green Day named their breakout debut single after.

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