As i'm walking down the street with a head full of drugs
Start remembering all the fucked shit that has come
Start the spiral down into the self-hating hole
That's just great and now I can't wait to get home
So stop that noise
You're over your head son
stop that noise
You're over your head
Waste my mind and melt it down with everything
I just want to float away and never exist
Post-punk in the Sonic Youth mold—melody covered by creeping fuzz, anchored by architectural rhythms, with lyrics both abstract and direct. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 5, 2019