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lyrics
Started writing and I'm copped in a room with word unfinished for a year
Broke the strings and seem to spit on all my friends
although I thought my mouth was parched
just remember this is all in retrospect so please respect my future woes
venerated by the late great profiteer of present wars and future foes
I was meant to be alone, alone, alone
I'll sing it to the microphone
I swear to god that if I hear another line my body seamlessly collapse
I'll pull a gun onto the cityscape itself and claim the masses must attack
the old and mighty will pit mortars on my limbs and detonate for all but show
all the women synchronated to the beast will leave their house all to slow
Beautifully played and full of moving vocal performances, the Bay Area singer/songwriter's latest is a stellar work of art. Bandcamp Album of the Day Feb 3, 2023
The gentle lo-fi songs on the latest phoneswithchords LP develop their granular sketches of childhood and coming of age into full portraits. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 25, 2023