Swearing off everything/you never did
Swearing off everything that/surely led to this

Blood Mill

Brother Martin

with his lisping voice through cracked eyeglasses
he started spitting lies about all of history
and yeah it was so beautiful and yeah it comes in fits 
but i spoke to tomorrow and she said yesterday's a bitch
but we ain't ever tryna change for all your sorrowing
so get drunk in the backseat 
make love in what's left of the grass
and don't apologize for shit that you'd gladly do again

Anastasia

some loud things, some quiet things

all tracks written, performed, recorded, and produced by me + freeware

Red Kaspian