Another lonely rainy weekend in the attic of the monster house. Mommy left me home all by myself. I'm running out.
It's been a long time coming. It looked like a long way down. I'm running out.
Another sad confusing morning. I wish I hadn't made it home alive. I think about the look of worry on the faces of the fairies in the headlights. I'm running out.
I'll take another and pretend I'm strong. I've been in this place for far too long. I wonder if I'll finally know what's wrong when I'm a puddle on the sidewalk.
Epitaph Records will be matching all pre-orders of “Always Foreign” with a donation to The Immigrant Defense Project. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 28, 2017