It's my turn to play and face the president.
Even I got a secret after all, all and all,
Rules were made to be shacked and I was born to break them. It's too blue for you and it's to grey for me now she wants to be Bob Dylan.
She is looking the other way, for someone to explain the meaning of something that she lost.
It's my turn to begin, but I never started anything.
How would I know how and how would I know why? When it's too much for you im just starting to like it and now she wants to be someone like Elvis.
She is looking the other way for someone to explain the meaning of something that she lost.
It's my turn to play and face the president
Even I got a secret after all and all.
Rules were made to be shacked.
Now she wants to be the xman.
She is looking the other way for someone to explain the meaning of something that she lost.
A fine piece of music, I admire the simplicity of it although the work behind it must be significant. There are a lot of small things that you can hear even after listening a track many times, this is some accurate and creative musical creation bobjohn
This NYC quartet channels the anxious, experimental nature of late '90s-early '00s Olympia indie rock in their tense, rhythmic post-punk. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 8, 2016