Recorded, mixed & mastered at home. Thanks for listening <3.
https://softfangs.bandcamp.com


We drove out of town, to escape the neon glow.
Took you by the hand and let the silence grow.
When I think out loud, I'm a parody of myself.
And if you wanna leave, I won't make a sound.

In the fragile morning, everything turned to glass.
Shattered by time, lines into cracks.

Let me take you out, I've got tickets to the show.
I know I let you down, but I'm hoping that you'll go.
And they've got a song, that reminded me of you.
Never had a hit, still paying dues.

In the brutal morning, everything turned to glass.
Dressed in sentimental clothes from a troubled past.
At the gates of heaven, waving the angels back.

Tickets To The Show

SoftFangs