way way down
so nice to have you around
hard to see the sky from below the ground
where we drink mud and pass insults around
a spider rushed up to meet me, greet me
he crawled up and climbed into my eyes
spit his words deep, dark inside and said,
"YOU GOTTA GET AWAY
BEFORE IT GETS AWAY FROM YOU
FORGET ALL THAT YOU'VE HEARD
YR TRUST'S A STRANGE AND DESPERATE BIRD
YOU DON'T HAVE TO CHANGE YR MIND
EACH BREATH YOU TAKE, YOU TAKE TIME
YOU AREN'T THE YOU THAT YOU LOVE
EVADING BLAME AND BLOWING UP
AND DON'T TRY TO HIDE THE WAY YOU THINK
THIS PLACE COULD BE
THIS COLD PLACE"
chivalry is not dead - it's just severely wounded
this earth is not red - it's just a brownish-blueish
history's not over yet - we're still making it right now
lay yr head down on this, lay yr head on me
vomit into the sea: no one but dying fish to receive
swim down away from the storm, no one is really that bored.
the dogs chew whatever they get, and we're shit-talking meat, our brains are too wet. so don't leave yr brain in the rain.
As the name implies, there’s something wonderfully spooky about this Philly band—shoegaze with a haunting undercurrent. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 27, 2023