Songteksten van Traps

• Songteksten

A Boss Keload To The Face

An Open Letter to Palm Reader

Back On The Horse

Bum Shelf

Claiming Nevermind Is Your Favourite Nirvana Album Breaks the Cool Rules

Colin's 2020 Report

Cowboy

Cummer

Cyborg

Doe Jane

Drug Trumpet

E-Waste and Toxic Fumes That Makes Stacey's Face Look Decrepit

Four Ashfields For Two Twenty-Five

Goney Hape

Good Morning Tomorrow's Sky

Growing Teeth

Honey Grape

How Am I Not Dead Yet?

Joe Bloggs Destroyed the Atmosphere

Just Because You're Alive, Doesn't Mean Your Lifes Not Over

My Synthetic Chemical Will Last Longer Than This Tree

Nu Metal Is the Only Genre That Felt Dated As It Was Happening

Peeping Dongs

Porky Pies and Lullabies

Post Food

Skag City

Sleep Token Are Shit

Smead

The Count

Trumpet Kitchen

Why Is Lee a Racist?

Worster