what's that you
you can't think for yourself?
we part ways
parchment crumpled on bookshelves
ironed sleeves
they are buttoned so neatly
folded legs
so drunkenly
discreet and vain
doing 35 in the passing lane
we kept it light
fire-water makes you tamed
now the cellar stairs
creak under your weight
all rickety
time to dissipate, i guess
i see that you want me to find
all the press clippings you left behind
where do i even start looking?
pack your damn suitcase
this is worse then second base
it's gloomy in here she murmured in my ear
let's pound six more beers and peel away our fears
the swell's receding to blood-orange evenings
it's scribbled somewhere "true love's only fleeting"
we struck the paper tinder eyes could you please not don more disguises
with dangling toes and mangled kites we kissed on piers so dead at night
hiking back you picked a tree we wittled letters you and me
in your backyard we're crackling the flames licked us we ceased to be
Self-described "power goth" band from Colorado goes maximalist with a strident album inspired by ’90s pop punk, emo, and alternative. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 30, 2023