Strangers Hands

Little nitty chucky latte walkie walkie here comes pappy...which means just one thing…the Sworn Virgins are back and they’re out of control! They threw you some dollars and burnt off your clothes with laser beams and now they've got the Male Man coming to deliver some dirty beats and even dirtier baselines as they slide your little monster back onto that sweatbox dancefloor. Fear dripping down your little cheeks hungry eyes gnawing their way up down left right and into your soul. Better turn it up creatures of the night...