Another drink and another think is all I need. I can't believe that your not home.
I hid my weed underneath the sink, packed my belongings and I headed for the east coast.
But what I'll miss the most is being left out and thrown into the cold. I think I lost myself out here. Can you find me when I disappear? On my own.
I lost my favorite hat again, why's this always happening to me? Is this my capital punishment? These thoughts of death they consume me. But the grass is still so green, and these autumn leaves they don't mean a thing because they'll resurrect from the same branch in the spring.
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The verse "Can't even buy a coffee without exploiting someone" got me. It really hits hard. For the entire length of the album it felt like the end of the world.
But to be perfectly honest, it's just how life is these days. And it's fucked up. szczur
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Found this album at a time I was in the habit of having a bad dream about you and me. It's great, the song's great, the band's great, corn dogs are probably mid at best. vincentavatar
The London band's new album is a vibrant postcard from southern Italy, boosted by brass, strings, and pizzica percussion from local players. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 14, 2024