It’s a lie you can’t die in a dream, I do it every day.
Whenever I space out I seem to drift that way.
Before the wall I try to pivot
I slip and fall and still hit it
I made the call and live with it
And after all…
You may claim it’s not that bad
You’re not in my brain
how could you know that
All the voices in my head
these days don’t feel so far away
And I can’t help but to judge myself
on all the things they have to say
So long.
I’m done.
Gone off.
a long decay.
It’s a lie you can’t die in a dream, I swear I did last night.
Finely was some-body else living a different life.
No second guessing was confident.
Instead of less I had all the fixings.
A puffed chest and a strong finish.
I felt blessed…
You may claim it’s not that bad
You’re not in my brain
how could you know that
All the voices in my head
these days don’t feel so far away
And I can’t help but to judge myself
on all the things they have to say
So long.
I’m done.
Gone off.
a long decay.
It’s such a shame. But it isn’t sad
There’s no one to blame
Nothings meant to last.
There's a Grant Hart shaped button in my brain that the fast snare rolls in these tunes punch in a way I am powerless to resist, not that I really tried. summer villain
Collected tracks from five bands including Cosmonauts, Susan, and Flat Worms provides a look into the vibrant Los Angeles music scene. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 19, 2017