yeah you were scarred
you were cryin loud right out in the schoolyard
and yeah i felt good
everything i knew was going just as it should
i saw the tree
carved in it 666 and he found me
but i am no fool
i know everytime i look in his eyes he sees me too
dry your eyes
i wont tell your mother
she wont ever discover
the things you kept under the covers
please dont cry
i am not your brother
i am not your lover
and there is nothing wrong
Crushed-out dream pop from Austin, TX with a little bit of sparkling psych-surf in the mix for extra summery, floaty vibes. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 20, 2021