i spent december zoomed out
detached and confused about
the big picture
my brain was making shapes
planning my escape
from this future
i followed her
and now i'm nowhere
january found me jaded
iced out and isolated
indica and indecision
i made some rules for myself
but playing the fool too well
in rote fashion
i broke each one
and now i'm nowhere
summertime makes me uneasy
nostalgic and humid it's making me queasy
i watch the sunset from the top of the world
and they all say isn't that something?
and i'll say, isn't that something?
haven't taken a deep breath all week
and it shows in my shoulders
and clenching my teeth
i think maybe i'll get high and do my dishes
i'll probably just get high
and it's all right all right all right
i'll rot i'll rot i'll rot
it's all right all right all right
i'll rot i'll rot i'll rot
the nowhere is everywhere
it crawls across your eyes and out your mouth
the nothing cannot be sated
and it's bleeding through
and i'm calling you now
with the blood on the page
and i'm waking up here
again in the jaws of the nothing
rolling over
playing dead
and i resign to let it drain me
as though i may be nothing 2
New York duo showcase an enigmatic blend of math rock guitars, pop-punk sing-a-longs, emo confessionals, and even rave-ready synths. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 15, 2023