My body's posh and full of medicine
With the veins stuck out and the needle in
uh come here for dinner
come for me for once stay until the
morning leave the door unlocked
I need breathing room I need something to do I want a serenade you till the message is through in a broken bottle floating in my pond with the glass up about and lying around till I step on in till I break my neck till I keel this winter till I hit the deck I am all of me and I am kicking for you, I am crushed to crumbs thinking this shit through
I dropped the hat for you
And I made room for you
And I wasted my breath for you
I traded cards for you
I sold my atoms for checks
And they will never come back
I stretched the flesh for you
And This is all we've got
A Sucker punch for what
Is this “shoegaze” reflected in a funhouse mirror? 90’s rock as remembered by people born after 9/11? The results cannot be argued with. Less filling, tastes great. pat dry
An almost anti-blues/anti-rock style that masters classic sounds while mocking the industry’s perceived seriousness. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 27, 2018