If I were yinz I'd lay there and stare at the wall
I'd analyze the lines and find all the faces that call
I'd stare at my hands all day, broken lines fading away
And in my dreams, those lines will route my escape
If I were you I'd lay my body in a corner
I'd ask these concrete walls to hold me tight
I’d fear moving my feet and even moving my eyes
The sensation would remind me that I am alive
If I were you I'd bury my coins in the ground
I'd pray to the gods that all my pieces be found
I'd spit the charms all day until my tongue turned to clay
Oh the droning is such a soothing sound
If I were you I'd rip the hair from my head
you know nothing of the stars, you scream that magic is dead
I'll tell you one more time, you've got to open your mind
Relax, my soul is on the mend
I can feel their hands holding me down
and if I move my eyes, even my mouth
Threatening the ones holding me down,
they’ll press my face to the ground
And I can feel their hands holding me down
pressing my face to the ground
every line on the floor
has never led me to the door
Which line led me to the place where hope is found?
Bracing post-hardcore meets festival-ready rock on the Tokyo band's sharp new EP, mixed and mastered by Will Yip (Turnstile, Title Fight). Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 8, 2024