Two days and you've erased
You're completely unaware
And I know your young spirit has faded
And you're feeling pulled down to hell
Instead you split yourself in two
And you beg for reconnection
But you're standing still
Two days and you repeat
Like a broken clock
You only move forward in your mind
You ask "Apathy, will it be the end of me?
Oh, apathy, will this time be lost at sea?"
You write crosswords on your arms
But didn't want to fill them in
Pain isn't worth your time
Yet you yearn to finish it
Still red ink floods the page
Drowning your mind's desire
You thought you'd erase your sins
But instead embedded them in
With a heavy heart, and a frozen lung
You've been left with one last choice, so you'll just play dead
Bedroom pop with gentle electronic accents from Josh Thorpe, who paints sweetly intimate portraits of everyday love. Bandcamp New & Notable May 9, 2023
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