temples bruise too easily
road barrier comes too close to me
breathing in carpet smells
you sealed the box, shipped me to hell
your glowing screen fucks me up inside
can't throw up, I try
convulsing shakes you from your sleep
lying down in the street screaming hate my fucked up dreams
wish i could leave
but you’re more than anything
i've been whispering in the dark to my sheets
i've been biting my tongue
i've been hugging my knees
you could be so good for me
From the first deadened cowbell to the last dissonant guitar interval, Dutch quartet Geo's new record is shaped for impact. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 25, 2024