cigarette i forgot to put out
burn my lips let it fall to the ground
pick my scabs hold them up to the light
tracing their shadows on the sidewalk
fill them in don’t let them wash away
though i change my mistakes still remain
constantly i try to keep my two eyes forward at the same time
The UK upstarts' debut veers from sunny, psychedelic folk to bristling post-punk with reckless abandon without ever missing a beat. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 18, 2024