i never ask for much. gonna hold you up to this. between the wrong and right foot, theres a graceful grey line. gonna leave it there. and walk down the wrong stairs. and leave on time. a voice in the foreground just says "i don't think it'll work out fine."
we never ask for much. still holding you up to this. behind the small of my back, theres a quietly clenched fist. should i leave it there and go down the wrong stairs. and leave on time. a voice in the foreground just says "i don't think it'll work out fine."
marry me she sings to the tide, she has a new girl, says she loves her new life. the day-to-day is mostly dry but out on the tide i'm born anew i know that we'll all die. crawling. dripping on the floor.
odd and effective contrasts: warm, ear-candy pop juxtaposed with confrontational lyrics that discuss uncomfortable truths about the world. production impossibly good. Strip Mall Church
Yes, it's dark folk. It's grunge. It's heartfelt, honest, amazing. And, yep, there is some doom metal in there. Just enough to send a shiver down your spine with the palpable grief and rage as it sneaks up on you. Rumpel Vim