what the fuck happened to this year?
i look back see familiar shadows but the faces arent as clear
now i call it home middle of nowhere
i know thats not the truth but its starting to feel real
this holiday is wrecked and its no ones fault
and incident of circumstance has more than left us all alone
you know that id travel every aching snow buried mile
just to see that shit eating grin again
this winter is finally sinking in showing its cold teeth
we baracade ourselves inside of warmer memories
you know thatd ive travel every aching snow buried mile
just to see that shit eating grin again but that cant happen
losing patience quicker than i usually do
the dogs are howling next door and theres no one to talk to
what the fuck happened to this year?
i look back see familiar shadows but the faces arent as clear
now i call it home middle of no where
i know thats not the truth but its starting to feel real
Last night I heard your voice ringing in my ears
you say all the words I don't wanna hear
yes and no's the do's and don'ts
can't clear my head you just want to provoke
this is a fucked up game, and I must be the joke
superstitious words continue to swirl my brain
embedding themselves deeper, driving me insane
day in, day out, plaguing me with doubt
wish I could avoid paranoid, why wont you just go the fuck away
Don't know why I should care so much
wish you would get the fuck outta my head
don't want to be alone, but I don't want you around
I'm tired of fighting with myself
tired of fighting with myself
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