February 2017
Recorded for FAWM 2017 and considered for With Distance though eventually dropped.
lyrics
Dextro, cough down two for one, I might as well
Glass of water on the desk, box of crackers to my right
Pinch nose and close my eyes, wait a while, wait a while
Every time, every time, why would I...? Why would I?
I watch the hours pass by
Thirteen to twenty five
Sheets and sleep over headache dreams
Sink teeth into the night
The plastic bottles, the cardboard boxes
The bag sits beneath the filth, it sits in the back of my head
Receipts, receipts, you only exist to expose me
Isn't that who I am whether I like it or not?
I watch the hours pass by
Thirteen to twenty five
Sheets and sleep over headache dreams
Sink teeth into the night
I watch the blue inclined
Thrumming in tune with mine
Pleas and please echo through the eaves
Sink teeth into my spine