Saw two pale blue hands
Burst into the air
A black hole and a wormhole
Next to the coldest bridge
Perfect points of desire
Those tired eyes and that halfway slide to hell
Golden strings, no replacement
Once you bought the pack,
You keep it
Stains the house
Like glitter
Pretty, annoying at the same time
I've got trust issues
Fucked up so many times
I'm not longer sure
Way outta my mind
Don't know if I should
It's whatever, I'll be back
Back
Fluor top
Slide my hands
Through a brand new used silk
Burns like snow, no logic
Never though lies could make
This work, by the way,
I singed up, I know it's my fault
Golden strings, no replacement
Once you bought the pack,
You keep it
Stains the house
Like glitter
Pretty, annoying at the same time
I've got trust issues
Fucked up so many times
I'm not longer sure
Way outta my mind
Don't know if I should
It's whatever I'll be back
I've got trust issues
Fucked up so many times
I'm not longer sure
Way outta my mind
Don't know if I should
It's whatever I'll be back
Back
The train left
Four times before
I'll be back for more
I'll be back, back, back, back
The train left
Four times before
I'll be back for more
I'll be back, back, back, back
LA-via-Bombay artist Sun Kin creates cosmic ambient soundscapes inspired by the majesty of the beaked whale on this latest EP. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 12, 2022
Ottawa duo Paragon Cause craft songs that occupy the space between goth and dream pop, with sublime melodies drifting in guitar haze. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 15, 2021