Our bodies are nothing more than displaced air
I wanted to tell you and I love the space you fill up
If we’re nothing different than the dirt on the floor
Then what’s stopping you from moving over here
And getting dirty
I’m holding my skin open for you to come into
I covered myself in handles for you to grab onto
And pull yourself up
I never thought that I’d be so accommodating
Didn’t think I’d compromise myself
Just so you might touch me
Just so you might look at me
I wanted to tell you to close the gap between us
To close your eyes and move against me like
Schools of fish in captivity
I wanted to tell you that loving me is like falling over
There are no arms to catch you
Just the cold mouth of the ocean
Do you see how the wind blows the clouds past this scene?
An always shifting set of eyes looking down at you turning away from me
Fragmented memories from many minds
Come together to paint the picture of my body
Arched and vibrating
At the promise of your fingers
Now gone
credits
from BDP,
released August 28, 2020
Hayley McNichol--Guitar, vocals, synth
Anthony Zito--Bass
Jacob Hanlon--Drums
Jared Talcott--Guitar
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