(just a)nother day to me; I'm waking to calamity and
Every braincell drains itself a bit. Fucking
up the poignant urge to save my fleeting nerve, but
I'm indifferent to the bells that toll.
Oh
how my little brain wants to live in yesterday coz the
present needs it's shaping and the future brand new roads. here's to
you, our little talks keep me laughing at it all but we're
sitting here with nowhere left to go.
and the
podium we'll take here uncertain of our fate. our
dreams caught in red tape and piles of debt. NH-
S is up my ass 'bout the way I act and dress. just be-
cause they say we're smart don't make them healthy.
The latest from Jessica Pratt retains the sense of mystery that characterized her previous albums, adding expansive arrangements. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 6, 2019