Full stop
Dead drops
Feel the grease on the page
Credit scammer
With no guap
Pictures Elon, but really a slave like
You wanna go to space
But your a few mil back in the race lad
How much can you pretend
That you don't really need the feds?
You wanna go to war
But you won't ever be paid
The way they are.
You drive different cars
Blame fiction
The men of money
We're never who you said
You talk diction
Block out the facts
With what you feel instead
You'd rather live like a page than be free
You'd rather hate when you could just be better
You'd rather spit on the publicly housed
You'd rather trust all the villains they out.
Ideals got your head so sore back up
Pull the crypto you won't ever get more I love it
You wanna feel so feel so pure like
Buy more liquor so you don't feel poor I got your number.
Subsonic Eye combines math rock, dream pop, and guitar sounds borrowed from post-rock for songs that whirl and flurry, but never quite settle. Bandcamp Album of the Day Sep 15, 2023