Scratched my skin on your inner thigh last night
I just thought that you would be more intentional this time
But we pretend for the rest of the while
We’re cahoots walking up and down the aisle
Well, groceries always seemed to suit me
Because they glisten with their glutinous hips
So in my un-sweating exhale I must forgive my missing tail
A loss words and anecdotal fits
A loss of words and anecdotal fits
And while I'm thinking of it
I've been alone in my wits
So if you've been to Shoreditch
Then I guess we can mate
Left my pen on your windowsill last night
I didn't think that life it's hints were sold in such stark white
I think I'm a liar yet a love able guy
Does that's what it takes to be an entrepreneur?
She always sang better words than I
But Mikey told my fingers that they're on the up + rise
Now it feels the crux of my grip is beginning to slip
How did I end up looking up at her eyes?
So, I apologize for my anecdotal slip-ups
if we could chalk them up to hiccups
I’m sure we could find a time to sleep tonight
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Portland shoegaze that plays, as the best representatives of the genre do, with huge, hollow atmosphere against intimate observations. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 23, 2016