Grieve every word you speak
Let your mind comfort your hands, remain idle, and forget the world.
Fall underneath the waves
Or would you rather drown in your own faith?
Let the worry fade
Sing a song to me again
Like you never wanted this life
Yet crowd talks
I’ve never seen such a downpour
We shape the way; leave an outline for a generation to lose.
Will it even out? I can only breathe disdain
Your intentions are transient
Will you ever come to feel?
Like it’s been wearing down, tearing apart, fading in my mind to the dark
reaches of personal perception
You’re a pretender
You always follow the crowd
Even after the truth comes out
We’ll all say
You’re a pretender
That’s all you’ll ever be
A half being
Another person afraid to be free
And you’ll keep believing in the sound of a warm voice
I couldn’t say it clearer
My mind is worn
You think aid comes with out loss
Somethings will never change
But I’ll face it again
I will remain resolute until I fade out
As exciting as experimental rock gets, Poorly Drawn House's controlled minimalist chaos is like caffeinated slowcore. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 17, 2024