All the tears we wasted, the long lost years, it’s easy to forget things, they mean nothing, can’t back up empty words
Locked up in your castle high, you tore my love out every time I said a word, a victory right back into your hell
Somebody warned me misery will follow everywhere we turn, between the vile filled hatred words
This hail of a rain that’s blowing in, this weight of doubt did sink us deep and now we’re afloat with half filled faith
Enigmatic moments we once had, was blind to feel the touch of pure sunshine, the magic of ourselves
Of a million destinies, we came out screaming self indulgence, young and stupid, we let this beautiful slip through our veins
Somebody warned me misery will follow everywhere we turn, between the vile filled hatred words
This hail of a rain that’s blowing in, this weight of doubt did sink us deep and now we’re afloat with half filled faith
Post-Worthless, Annique Monet makes solo LP of magical, psychedelic pop songs that drift in and out of consciousness. Bandcamp New & Notable May 22, 2015