The feeling of the week
The best time to be freaked
Snow hides a lot, it hides my corpse
Asleep til spring again in blankets of remorse
But I thought I felt it
But I thought your hand
Could it have melted
Is it on demand?
There's no reason for it
There's no use to plan
I'm an empty coffin
Fill me up with sand
Now I'll be up all night holding course like a shipwreck
Tonight just hold my hand, yeah we'll take it breath by breath
A cold hill in the night
I'm so afraid of life
You touch the junkyard, breathe the rust, the scar
What do you see here to make you go so far?
But I thought I felt it
I thought it was
My imagined anguish
Reasoning because
There's no reason for it
There's no use, I've found
Losing touch in eyesight
Losing eyes in sound
Now I'll be up all night holding course like a shipwreck
Tonight just hold my hand, yeah we'll take it breath by breath
Did I tell you that I gave up? Did I tell you how afraid, how afraid I can be?
Did you want to fall in love? I fell in love with you already
Awake and now alive & I feel like such a wreck
Tonight you took my heart & you filled me with your breath
Now I'll be up all night holding course like a shipwreck
Tonight just hold my hand, yeah we'll take it breath by breath
uh, i definitely don't know anyone in this band, yep. surf rock with a touch of 50s sci-fi weirdness. i hated instrumental music until this grabbed me by the ass and i loved it Throw No Stereo
Balancing hooks and abrasion, the debut from Berlin punks Rouge features springy synths, snappy percussion, and insouciant vocals. Bandcamp New & Notable May 3, 2022