Limbs are hitting every corner in my brain
Left no room here for nothing
With a pose like that, one would think you’d tire
Tally it up from when it all fell down
Hell of a pill to try and swallow
With a count like that, heaven knows I’m tired
Fell behind chasing a feeling
All this time I spend on you
You move subliminal
Slip my mind I really wish you would
Poisoned fruit with irrefutable charm
You’re so cyclical
You’re like a deja vu revolving in reverse
Little infinite loop with that habitual charm
Fell behind chasing a feeling
All this time I spend on you
How does it feel?
To have something real
To lose something real
Pour me out and sweep me under the rug
I live under your thumb
I live up on a shelf
Feels like a living hell
(You sweep me under
I am the creak in the quiet
The one you thought you’d forgotten)
Musically this feels more experimental for La Dispute reminding me of their Here, Hear releases. Very atmospheric and easy to lose your self in. Perfect for the next time you’re contemplating your existence. (Also found out the guitarist builds his own pedals and used them on this record; neato!) Mikey
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