You left Tuesday and by Wednesday
You were so alone
Is this your nightmare man?
Millions of punch drunks and
The cannibal king is taking control
——
If these are the black gates of hell
Then I'm sorry for the life I've waisted so
I forgot to fall in love
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Your crocodile tears
Your manikin angel cage of fire
Is killing me so
Now I’m searching for life
And if I were a betting man
I’d remember your face
And you’d reach out your hand
Sparkling synthpop with an emphasis on high-wattage chords and the kind of melodies that burrow themselves deep in the brain. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 1, 2023