Lift up your feet
Feel something other than hate
We’re always lost in the cause to be heard
Change, I can feel it in my bones somehow like seasons
I’m ready to depart, to exercise discretion
I’ve read all the pages they’re torn and they’re frayed from where I left off
One day I’ll face all my fears I held onto so dearly
I don’t wanna feel so lost.
I’ve got two legs. I’m gonna walk home
Still you complain and you whine
Whatever helps you to sleep at night
Whoever taught you to love?
Where’s your faith?
I don’t have one?
I’m a lost cause
And I’ll sing from my lungs
Fill the air till I’m dead
And revive, revive
Closed out, I’m feeding words to myself I couldn’t say in the mirror
And it sinks in, that bitter comfort, covering up the day light
I’ve read all the pages they’re torn and they’re frayed from where I left off
One day I’ll face all my fears I held onto so dearly
I don’t wanna feel so lost.
I’ve got two legs. I’m gonna walk home
Still you complain and you whine
Whatever helps you to sleep at night
It’s okay to give up sometimes
In the best way in the best light
In the best light
As exciting as experimental rock gets, Poorly Drawn House's controlled minimalist chaos is like caffeinated slowcore. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 17, 2024