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Let it hit
Slow burn, tourniquet
False sense is sweeping in
I’m the first to admit it

It was the medicine
Stayed low and meant it
Had the chance to clarify
Then I couldn’t remember why

I was startled when you entered the room
My old friend despair, why are you back so soon?

I wanted to rest, I wanted find my peace
I wanted find a high ledge for perspective, to reset the way I think

If it’s all the same, why do I care, what do I know
How is this relevant if in the end our fate is to die alone

It was impossible
To ignore, closed doors
You asked me what make’s me happy
And I didn’t know

I thought it was a joke
We are here and nothing more
Superposition
when one spins up the other’s down

I was startled when you entered the room
My old friend despair, why are you back so soon?

I wanted to rest, I wanted find my peace
I wanted find a high ledge, for perspective
To reset the way I think

If it’s all the same, why do I care what do I know
How is this relevant if in the end our fate is to die alone

It was my choice, I embarked on a journey
To save myself or end it all, I’ll leave it to the open sea to decide

I was lost, it was black, I knew it was the end
I let go, of tv shows and nights so hot

And just as I sank, under the waves
I prayed my, prayed my last prays
A great beast came from under me
It was bigger than anything

It pushed me up, faster and faster to the surface,
I burst through the waves to safety
And I let out a great scream

And breathed in the night air
When I rolled over, I saw it had a great eye
And I swear I knew it was there

I saw love in its eyes, I saw love in its eyes
And knew I was not alone for the first time

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from Forget Me Not, released September 22, 2023

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Postlooperish New York

Enigmatic Post-Punkish Postlooperish seizes the tormented pathos and the emotive tension of trailblazer ’80s bands such as The Cure and The Chameleons, at times haunted by murky undertones, with a right measure of hypnotic rhythms, sparkling guitar work, evocative melodic synth elements, boosted by an alluring and poignant vocal delivery. ... more

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