We'd open the doors and leave everything behind
If we could just admit they've sold us all a lie
No future, no regrets, no reasons left to buy
The bullshit they spoon fed to us. A cure
For all that ails us and what keeps us all alive
A potent mixture of some pills, a shot we recognize
The store clerk hands us back our $20 change we buy
A song, a golden record, our sanity that we rely on
We'd rather give up than take sides
I'd disconnect from discontent than lie
Whenever chorus calls we raise our hands in time
The beat and the songs of our lives can't die
For all that ails us and what keeps us all alive
A potent mixture of some pills, a shot we recognize
The store clerk hands us back our $20 change we buy
A song, a golden record, our sanity that we rely on
When we ignore the signs and just moving on in stride
That's when we finally get it, that's when the record sets it
Then the music plays and we forget shit
For all that ails us and what keeps us all alive
A potent mixture of some pills, a shot we recognize
The store clerk hands us back our $20 change we buy
A song, a golden record, our sanity that we rely on
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I've been needing some new Wilhelm Scream. and Since they won't come out with new stuff, I'm dam fuckin happy I found these shredders! Lots of respect from Minnesota! mitcherooski
Specializing in bright, sunny "bedroom rock español," this Brooklyn singer-songwriter puts a unique spin on lo-fi music. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 18, 2024