easy to feel, you stomping down there. I hear your boy sing songs I never liked. well you became a knot in my hair. sudden the scream to silence the night. I wanna know what it's like paying. split up the difference littered with my sound. affordable but escalating. boil you over for your metronoming pound.
it must be like hell down there. smoke is seaping through the left side under and it's easy to be fair when no one gives a fuck. well, i just want to play. even when it's getting late. I just may be the devil next door.
who will wait it out in this southern standoff? to catch a glimpse through the broken mirrors frame. double-sided but I only see us. shards of you I've fished out from my brain. reason in stone but nothings solid. we did our best with chisels in our hands. now we're drunk and patriotic, kindly I will try to understand.
it must be like hell down there. smoke is seaping through the left side under and it's easy to be fair when no one gives a fuck. well, i just want to play. even when it's getting late. I just may be the devil next door.
credits
from bed.bug EP,
released May 3, 2017
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