There is a silent echo where memory used to be
Invisible empty boxes full of faces I can’t see
Sometimes in the morning
I feel your hands plunging into me
Then you’re blown away in the breeze
With my eyes and kidneys
There is a shadow asleep in my bed
I grab the ax but I lack the strength
To cut off its head
Whenever I’m alone
I tear the paint from the wall
My skin and muscle split open
I see static where should be bone
If you’re not afraid of endings
Then let me show you mine
Cause I can’t remember my middle
And to try’s just wasting time
credits
from BDP,
released August 28, 2020
Hayley McNichol--Guitar, vocals
Anthony Zito--Bass
Jacob Hanlon--Drums
Jared Talcott--Guitar
Ethan Lynch--Synth
Austin Stawowczyk--Pedal steel
Perfectly dirty, melodic, dark yet catchy. Good Grief is a great song to sing along to, and Retail is the perfect song to dance to, and feel kinda weird about it. Bombastic Dream Pussy
This album covers one's loss of faith, and the transformation that occurs when our worldview shifts so suddenly. Melodic, with just the right amounts of grit, and space. Bombastic Dream Pussy