(My fear knows no bounds.
The bandages cover the floor of your throat.
Before the fire started to burn up, I wasn’t in a hurry to move her or anything at all.
I just let the god finish it.
Well, this must be quiet)
Living the rest of their lives with nonsense on their knuckles
makes it easier to think; to sit down slowly
feel the rip of my twisted hand between your frame
I strap my face on every day, makes it safe to breathe easily
Taking time out of the day to draw gibberish on my gums
speaking without thinking; leaping to your side
looking down at claws, my feet will keep me sane
Wild eyes corner me, lock me inside out and swallow the key
Snowglobe glistening, blather on the blinds
Walking through the snow; cuckoo clocks will keep the time
brain is chiming every hour, popping through your spine
Metal fist beneath my eyes, steel teeth rusted, clock ticks nine
credits
from Music Box,
released June 25, 2022
additional vocals by Awsaf Halim, S Moser, Eli Schmitt, Nathan McMurray, Xochimilco, Deli Dousias, and Harry Green
This song ticks all the boxes for me. Guitar sounds, vocals, song structure. I can't put my finger on any one factor, it all works together to make a really great song. malfunction54
Dirtbag Transformation: "What is this?" was my first reaction. But what an amazing song. It reminds me a bit of the Pixies in how it pulls together dissonance and then resolves. malfunction54