Don’t be fooled by what you see
I’m not as strong as I seem to be
Every night I collapse
And no one’s there to glue me up again
It’s so easy to believe in the god
The one that lives in a glass ball
But in the night when I collapse
He won’t be there to glue me up again
And I feel low
Dead skin is peeling off
Concealing scars of slavery
Money is the marrow master
That never comes to check on me
And never comes to free me
Obedience can kill a bull
If a bull ever tries to think
What can one offer for hire
When all one got is a pair of ears
Every night when I collapse
No one there to glue me up again
And lift me away
Lift me away
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helped me to overcome through the obstacle named "HA-TICHON", lmao.
(ok, i could write something much more smarter that this, but... whatever :>) nyamych
This creative San Francisco guitar band melds trip hop, krautrock, My Bloody Valentine-esque noise, and jangle pop hooks. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 19, 2024