Dead from the waist down
Find whatever saves me
Stagnant stale town
A cause to claim me
Tongue on dry lips
Find whatever saves me
All grab no grip
A cause to claim me
But I don't really want to sell you out
sell you out
But I don't really want to turn you on
turn you on
And if I ever stop drinking
I will refuse to deny what I said
It's a different way of thinking
but I am not your friend
Miles from home
Find whatever saves me
Wires in your white bones
A cause to claim me
I called you down
Find whatever saves me
But you sold me out
A cause to claim me
I'm indifferent to the white track baby
I'm indifferent to the wires
But I don't really want to sell you out
sell you out
But I don't really want to turn you on
turn you on
And if I ever stop drinking
I will refuse to deny what I've said
It's a different way of thinking
But I am not your friend
New York indie pop duo embark on an ambitious, ecstatic spirit quest, crafted with continuous listening in mind; a dreamy, rewarding loop. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 7, 2023