bruises and whiplash
like a slow motion car crash
the kind that's not an accident
razor blades and broken glass
a handshake to make a pact
with a smile and a true intent
you practice bleeding so it's second nature
like lines in a play you've rehearsed
you said you want me to be the one to find your body
but i can't if you find mine first
sharing your nicotine
to "paris 1919"
i beg you for one final hit
show me you hate me
perform my worst memories
and for once i was asking for it
i know what i am, don't remind me
i'm a parasite, a snake, and a leech
i'll weep til my voice is a ghost in your throat
to the tune of "on the beach"
hiding in the record store
i nearly broke the boards
of a wooden fence i once leaned upon
"loveless" on the kitchen floor
but we can't do this anymore
and chose not to know it all along
we've gotten so good at pretending
because we're addicts with so much to hide
i've made you resolved to our mutual fate
the only way out is to die
i want you to be the one to find my body
but you can't because i'll find yours first
Recorded in one night in the Grunewald Church just outside Berlin, this EP explores the relationship between instrumentation and space.
Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 8, 2016
Hazy, jangly, a little bit mournful—Bay Area indie pop one-man-band Orange Dots channels the spirit of Sarah Records on his latest. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 17, 2022