How’ve you been since Halloween?
Haven’t spoke since Thanksgiving
I had friends over at 210
Where they drank and smoked cigarettes
It wasn’t the same
I am the painting in your head
The colors fade as you lay in bed
You are the tattoo on my arm
Pains hard to forget when you look at the scar
If you do not love me
Tell me to get up, tell me to leave
If you don't love me
Well I would sift through your mind
Find nothing inside but lies and
I know you never really cared about him
I’ll find sick harmony
In ghosts that only haunt me
They keep me company
When everyone else is asleep
Epitaph Records will be matching all pre-orders of “Always Foreign” with a donation to The Immigrant Defense Project. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 28, 2017
Grab your copy here of their second album, in all its epic, atmospheric, indie glory - before it's available anywhere else. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 22, 2015