good luck
dark, dejected, anti-christian synth tunes. maintaining a sense of otherworldly beauty across the board, with gorgeous synths pads and arpeggiators making their way across the stereo field in a hazed-out, cassette-recorded fashion. this record is currently blowing me away. makes me wanna buy a portastudio and an old casio.
Favorite track: Living Off.
What would it take you
to respond
i would like it
if you were wrong
i'm in love too
we're not that different after all
i only came to visit you
i remember the places that we slept in
always crying for no apparent reason
i felt changed by all the new sensations
all this hate is hardly a vacation
honestly
there's only you sleeping
or wrestle in my car
i left you with the christians
who fucked with both our hearts
how i learned to hate them
left out in the dark
if we're someone else's children
then where are the adults
as something happens
i will just dissolve
common existence
if nothing but talk
i thought resistance
was what you had fought
why should your children
return from the fall
if all we've been missing
can come from our hearts
i had a vision
you dressed like God
for education
you on a cross
not that it matters
not that you're wrong
just once something happens
i will dissolve
beautiful spaces
in between us
all of existence
you suffered from
i thought of reasons
mostly for trust
some good our love is
floating above
i watch you through the current
collecting all the time
in the morning you count your options
not to fake a normal life
aware that nothing happens
afraid of what's inside
all the constant normal feelings
that i consciously divide
when i'm with you
all the time
i let love in
too late to ask for more
i want nothing for now
i believe in so many things
i see the future and relax somehow
blessings
you refuse to make believe that you will ever calm down
constant comfort till you feel better
i felt heavy when i mean you sad
crying over something or other
all our futures overlap
what was behind all those things that made you bothered
sleeping through your childhood
you should save your heart for another
no longer just because you could
one of us has to dissolve
into the other
how'd we get from alcohol
to healing fire
i think that something got lost
when you remember
my Jesus
is a mean brother
we deserve each other
my Jesus
is a good responder
stays up with my mother
all the time
most of think this is wrong
thinking of business
of course we would get along
with someone inside us
still glad to be told we belong
my Jesus
is a team player
we make up for each other
my Jesus
is a proud father
and an awful haunter
but he's all mine
how could i choose
two creation accounts
living with you
is impossible now
i think i'll stay
floating in space
i think i'll stay
back
i wanna lay
i wanna lay
on the raft
thank God when Jesus died
he gave us publishing rights
now all of his children can eat
circular thoughts that i had while we were touring
we had the weekend but still said fuck the distance
i got ahead of myself to let new problems in
then i left my best parts in Manhattan
there's nothing worse than seeing your colors bleeding
i wrote a song for him but he don't read english
as far as i'm concerned it's you who stopped talking
got bored of compliments and left for the weekend
covered by all of us to bring the excitement
confused at what it is you may have been missing
there's never been enough positive reinforcement
i spoke to you with love but watched from the current
there's no method to relate
so i don't even bother
just hope that time won't change you
because i'm afraid to
i'd throw it all away
to be a better lover
and notice when you've been moved
alone like you're supposed to