girl mages, decay, paranoia, and fucking up shitty human beings
lyrics
i've got to know the truth
let's play the super-sleuth
throw all your tantrums
down wells of 90 proof
we're just petty crooks
that chew the hands we shook
secret chests hide hooks
of all the lives we took
oh, don't give me that face
i can lick my plate clean
dinner's gone cold
slackening your grip
from my woolen mittens
noontime scarecrows
stiffened witness
autumn falls crisp and gold as an apple
limbs grow rotten or wilted half trampled
kiwi sun speckled pools were her retinas
she's an indian giver who got bored
baby, oh baby
the drugs have turned things hazy
trade me, oh trade me
a walk alone might save me
lazy, i'm lazy
the sofa here's decaying
baby, oh baby
it's not me that you're craving
make it stop
make it stop
i've fallen off your spinning globe
credits
from Light Blue ep,
track released September 20, 2012
donnie
christian
andy
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