Those days sitting in the woods, endless oak trees in the late summer heat
The sun was in our eyes, with burning light searing what remained of our fragile memories
But the only thing that blinded me, sun up and desperation entrancing
Was our future
No wonder you’re sick of me
I would be too
If everything I was
Was a lie
On this fine
Autumn night
The moon
Will take us back
The cold air
Takes my distractions
And reminds me
Of all the times
I said it would be all right
I lied to myself
I’m not getting better
I’m still dead inside
Don’t be surprised if I tell you
That I wish I was the dead friend
That you write about
But I‘m not so i guess i’ll hold my breath
you’re heaven sent and i’m hell bound
the ghost of you is all i have
but now i’m stuck here alone
It was my birthday
You called me kid
We took the groundhog
To the forest
To see it’s family and god
I wish that family was mine (repeat)
But we both know the coolest kids come from broken homes
it is fucking insane to me that home is where is not the biggest emo band of the wave rn. they are crazy crazy good and a big inspiration to me your arms are my cocoon
Don't be fooled by the iridescent sheen of this glitchy electro-pop artist from London; her music has a tender heart. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 26, 2021