It’s easy to say that we’re selling ourselves short with a broken lamp and canceled plans to be honest I’m just tired, of being mad at the smallest things, I’m really just mad at me
Pull back the curtain let the sun in, this is now the room that dad lied in, taking shifts checking breathing. A place for us to finally say goodbye
It’s easy to say that we’re selling ourselves short, with splitting things, and sharing scenes, our favorite memories, to be honest I’m just tired wondering if he’d be proud
Pull back the curtain let the sun in, this is now the room that dad lied in
Now I have your record player, but getting it fixed feels wrong
I wish you could visit my new home, and say, “nice garage” and “nice backyard”
A place for us to finally say goodbye
I think it’s time for me to start to try
Taking cues from Midwestern emo and early ’10 pop punk, this Leeds, UK outfit are full of heart— not to mention hooks. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 21, 2022