I wanna point my finger pass the blame around I won’t make a sound I will come out ahead cut you off when I get the chance to get ahead of you I wasn’t always like this I wasn’t so bold I used to be a novice left out in the cold shivering and waiting you know it just got old I would still be waiting when everybody’s guilty wrong becomes right it feels a little filthy losing your appetite break into a pharmacy and stay for the night it wasn’t really hard for me feel the chill the thrill of the aggressor steal their will and fill up your own I wanna point my finger pass the blame around I won’t make a sound I will come out ahead cut you off when I get the chance to get ahead of you if you see before and after pictures of me the latter’s moving faster yeah, it’s easy to see “yeah buts” never mattered outside of TV asterisks and answers
undulating contours manipulates field recordings and sets them in new contexts—against mirage-like melodies that amplify their surrealness. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 21, 2021