"As soon as a pronoun is considered a valid a form of self-expression, it becomes clear there is no longer a true self to express."
lyrics
Lies, flies, octopi, oxygen commoditised
Arms all open wide, love can be a prison too
And so can be your ever-present gratitude
Ingenue, great exchange rate for April fools
Out to do another new taboo
Another Sunday, another shade of gloom
It's never far away
Sleeping in the waves
What better time to wear your shade
The sucker pulled astray
Sleeping in the waves
Another shade of gloom to make your day
Brass upper-class, celebrant to circumstance
Said to say she believed in that old romance
And now she's making love in an ambulance
Up to you what you do with your afternoon
Second chances abounding two-by-two
Can always count on the ignorance of youth
credits
from Wasteland,
track released February 19, 2016
Recorded & mixed at The Boneyard
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