I want to die in the apocalypse,
I want to crash into a burning sea,
I want to lose the earth under me,
So I just fall, and fall, and fall.
When I land I'm drenched in names
The pro told me that this club was fake.
It was a 9-Iron to the face
but, it made sense all along.
So tell me what you're meant to feel
I'll tell you that you're not
Or tag me in an open field and
Build a new church on the spot.
They'll bury me in ivory clothes
'Cause everyone in the waste land knows
They're the few to decide who we worship this time.
I want to die in a house fire,
I want to burn in my own bed,
let the silent flash burn my eyes from my head.
It doesn't bother me that I will not be missed
And prescience cures my tongue when it slips
And wherever I am when it hits,
I hope we make some sense out of this.
When dust consumes me from the wrist,
supported by 7 fans who also own “Swimming Up My Showerhead”
Your music changed my life. I have been hooked by your melodies and your incredible lyricism since the first time I heard you. Your music has been the soundtrack of my life for the past 2 years. This whole album is awesome. Keep doing your thing man much love okay logan
Bracing post-hardcore meets festival-ready rock on the Tokyo band's sharp new EP, mixed and mastered by Will Yip (Turnstile, Title Fight). Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 8, 2024