Spill everything around me
She smells everything twice
Heading down the street
Locking eyes and I'm done
Now it's rippling through me
But I'm born to think twice
Let my mother decide
She said son don't disguise
Death is comfort despite me
I stumble home without sight
Blanketing blight
Spitting blood on your tights
Alone in the month of may no parties, no parades
Hugging the pain that I try to relay
Stab it every night I just want to excite
Burning holes in my pants with no delight(lol)
Everything you said to me I think I'd rather die
When all the world reminds me of a tumor in the light
Salted by the fact that all this sap will soon ignite
Sydney group Bloods decamped to Seattle to make this brief, punchy EP that pairs punk attitude with sky-high hooks. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 20, 2020