You stopped shaving your head
and let it grow out.
Don't you go soft on me.
Our lives are full of peril
and complexity.
Let's cling to each other
like wreckage in a storm.
Never the type
to ask for advice or help,
but I cannot connect
these dots myself.
You used to smoke around me
while we drove around and did things.
Trying not to cry
'til after you fall asleep.
Pushing you out of bed
when I need more room.
You can get ulsers
from holding things in.
Since my doctor told me that
I haven't bit my tongue since.
I think you should be with someone who isn't me.
Go swim, go be with him or him or him.
I don't feel that way I thought it was catchy the fourth wall is broke I'm broken I hope you don't on't abandon me when you find out how broken I am.
Allow me to explain
the darkness of waiting
for you to come home.
I hope I'm wrong.
You're my power source,
and I'm running low.
It's like my head phones broke.
You're a sold out show.
I stay up in bed at night
I don't sleep saying "why?"
Collecting lots of things,
but I can't show you yet.
Taking small doses of poison
to build up an immunity.
The Devils worms are at work within.
When that waters rippling
that can only mean one thing.
Crying inside.
Holding it all in.
It's worrying me
how in a hurry you think I am.
I'll make my way around the cape,
and be there as soon as I can.
Sometimes I'm always late.
There's no way to defeat it.
We have to work together to have a chance.
It's the only way we won't get destroyed.
If we get cornered,
we can combine attacks.
Clearly outmatched,
and much less responsive.
Totally slowing you down.
Targeting the same spot
It's like you're made of steel,
a metal a shell,
nothing left on the inside.
In cases too difficult to determine,
and the signals all too weak,
destroy the heart.
Maybe cut off my head as well.
Or risk forever having a knack
for messing things up.
Terrific goth-y post-punk from Pittsburgh full of knifepoint guitars, threatening atmospheres, and vocals delivered with a scowl. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 10, 2022