We can talk talk talk
We’ll never figure it out
We can talk talk talk
We’ll never figure it out
You can hold my nose until I wake up and shout
I’ll suck your blood until you faint or pass out
Picture me
In Athens Georgia
Sipping tea
With Prester John
If you knew me
You’d all be wrong
But we’ve got four more years
Four more years
Stop Stop Stop
I wanna push you
Stop Stop Stop
I wanna push you around
Cause if i take the high road
Still call me a cuck
Oh oh oh
Picture me
In Alto, Georgia
Crisp new jeans
With one hand heil in the air
If you choose me
We won’t go wrong
We’ve got four more years
To bleed the PAC
We’ve got four more years
To lead them all
We’ve got four more years
To lead them on
Modular synths sparkle amidst piano, vibes, and other organic instruments stringing together constellations of sound. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 22, 2023