Narrator: What happens at the weekly club party you throw, never stays there, sucka.
Deathrock exorcists VR Sex return with the fantastic, snarling Dog Complex from their forthcoming Cyber Crimes Ep. Following up on their sinister “Minor Case” released earlier this month, the band brings forth another livid tune, this time lashing out at megalomaniac predators. Devoid of satire and sarcasm, the track Dog Complex bites back for the victims, with a sobering scene report for the current state of affairs. The nightlife scene is rife with toxic vampires bent on feeding their bloated egos with violence, aggression, and mental gymnastics, and VR Sex does not mince words in their lyrics:
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