With the shreds that are left over
You couldn't keep it together
I'm sorry for Sunday
And for letting myself go.
The memories will soon stop
But I am still filled with regret
Just like a bad headache
That won't go away.
It's 5 A.M. and I've been up all night thinking
Abvout Christmas trees and what the future holds.
And I can barely hear the radio over the sound of my headache
There's a tree down on the road and it's blocking the way.
I'm sick of everything and I've got nothing to show for it
I've spent more time on the ground than I have on my feet.
I'm tired of getting left behind and I can't do a thing about it
And I know that when I leave I won't be back.
Bracing post-hardcore meets festival-ready rock on the Tokyo band's sharp new EP, mixed and mastered by Will Yip (Turnstile, Title Fight). Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 8, 2024