I'm not scared of dying, I'm just scared of your dad. What a scary man
I drove by your apartment with my lights off again, I'm sorry bout that.
And I, watched for the door so closely
Swept your clothes off the floor each morning.
Now there's no sleeping where I lie tonight
Don't say goodbye don't say it.
I dropped you off in the middle of the street and drove away
My one working headlight leading the way
I got the text about the food you made, those fruit topped Belgian waffles were my favorite part of the day.
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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