wednesday mornings feel like such a drag
my tired eyes see no surprises
metrics, we know you're not the bad guy
but if you're not shitty, then what the hell am i?
hating yourself is never time well spent
but this low year has given me hell
it sounded like a car crash
on the day my father moved out of my house
golden yellow hues
cornerstones, all buried black and blue
hating yourself is never time well spent
but this low year has given me hell
how could I be lost
on the streets we grew up on?
please, don't tell me you're saving me again
oh please, don't tell me that
hating yourself is never time well spent
but this low year has given me hell
This Calgary group makes goth-y post-punk attired in the brightly colorful arrangements of bleep-boop synthesized psychedelia. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 3, 2024