Send this time to the past, my head doesn't need it
Don't sympathise. In a year I was able to
Utilise all the things you came to despise
It was getting old, it's true
Breaking off was easy for you, you're way too selfish
A year's worked out afterward
I loathe that room, and you
Things turned out, well… better
Thank you for your intolerance
So take nil from this
Go on and be no one to nobody
Pity you couldn't see your intentions changing
When looking back it becomes embarrassing
To relive the hours spent with no give
You're beginning to unfold
Could have said it was making me cold, but I'm way too peaceful
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