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You can call it science or romance
Either yr ashamed or you are wrong
Facedown in a burning plane and all the parachutes are gone
There are traces, there's a trust in you
And all yr friends say I'm the one who knew. Oh mah days I hope that's true
You can call it science or romance but you still want throw up all you've done
Peacock feathers, piranhas teeth, that's a waking dream for some
So smash yr snowglobes and sweep the glass
We are all barefoot in this snowglobe crash
There are traces, there's a trust in you
And all yr friends say I'm the one who knew. Oh mah days I hope that's true
He's a proxy for the one you love
And all yr friends talk like that's enough. Oh mah days ah miss yew
A bite-size serving of power pop from a rising Virginia band equipped with three different guitarists; riff snobs won't be disappointed. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 18, 2024
One of the most beloved post-hardcore albums of the ’10s gets a long-overdue remix and remaster just in time for its tenth anniversary. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 25, 2024