I watched your lips separate, your shovel tongue dug my grave,
and I floated above us both for a little while, and it kept me up at night, for a little while
I can’t tell if you forgot that you’re gonna die or if you forgot that you’re still alive,
I guess we both need distance for a little while, I think we’ll be alright, I just need a little while
I wish I had nightmares that didn’t come true, I wish I didn’t feel how I feel about you,
I wish I didn’t feel so weak, for a little while wish I didn’t feel anything.
This Atlanta group have a unique take on Americana, bridging queer cabaret culture of the 1920s and '30s with punchy contemporary rock. Bandcamp New & Notable May 28, 2019