Another close to another chapter
Just shut the door behind me
I’ll fan the smoke at my ever-after
Enough presence to remind me
I grasped at straws to stay out from the cold
And got snared into a nightmare
My existence, a sight to behold
I’d rather have just died right there
Welcome home
One fucking day, one fucking month, a fucking lifetime
I need a friend, a helping hand, a fucking lifeline
One fucking day, one fucking month, a fucking lifetime
Childhood spent wishing away all of my time
Aussie upstarts juxtapose tightly-wound post punk songwriting with nuanced production, jangling choruses, and heady jams. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 29, 2023