Maybe we're sposed to be martyrs, sealed tight in plastic tombs, to never decompose
Or maybe we're sposed to be collapsing lungs darling, tar in the sand by the ocean where acidic stomachs burn, the moon smiling in confusion, at midnight break camp and sail home.
Misplace our homes, butter bread for blind old men, lay down, nap on the shores of open wounds, strip and jump in.
Maybe we're meant to be loveless, can't sink above this, can't climb beneath our sunrise.
Or maybe we've tragically fallen neck deep in contradiction, to never know what's right.
An absolute crunchy essential... no camping trip is complete without packing Walter!!! does it have a funny little creature on the cover? yes.. so basically 10/10 best album ever jason hankins
A limited edition 7-inch from prolific indiepop group Say Sue Me is a fun tribute to the heads of their record label, George and Janice. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 29, 2019