Not the habit I wanted to form
All the distaste in my morning tongue
Broke, alone, trying to keep my shit together
It's not as if I don't have the choice to be
Better off than what I'm told
I could be the dry sweat in your bedsheets
But here I am
Buried to the neck again
Drinking till I'm numb and mumbling
Backwards in a mirror
A conversation unwon
Pass out indifferent to the difference between the years
Form a vile opinion of myself
Unzip the bag of skin i'm in and throw out all the pointless shit
Time will suck all my breath away
And fuck everything I love till its gone
While I just sit here on the porch and forget
It's not as if I don't try to be
Who I am
And not just some stupid boy
Making pretend with you all the time
Though I'm not quite right
Time will suck all my breath away
And fuck everything I love till its gone
While I just sit here on the porch and forget
And it's not as if, I am just a joke
And it's not as if, I am just a ghost
And it's not as if, I don't have a voice
And it's not as if,
Not the habit I wanted to form
All the distaste in my morning tongue
Broke, alone, trying to keep my shit together
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