Paint me a picture and stay in the lines, like trains in the night
Irrational thinker, sweet with a temper, afraid of the dark
A master of protest, a killer of idols, forget what you know
You’ve got dirt in your mouth and hope in your heart of which you’ll never let go
Because you’re a charmer
You’ll be making such trouble for me; I can see it when I’m sleeping at my desk
And you know that I know
You’ll be breathing your teeth in
And wanting to sleep in until the afternoon gets dark
Manipulator, pretty sore loser, “I agree with the door.”
A master of business, such wooden charisma, all your goods on the floor
The queen of the barter, progressively smarter, such a beautiful glow
You’ve got dirt in your mouth and hope in your heart of which you’ll never let go
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