I have to admit, I’m leaving you again.
A short repose to sharpen knives
Everyday brings more.
Regress,
Absorb
Relationships.
I’m gonna get over it, with you, without you
I’m going to go through with this
Face down in the mud, into the fall I go,
convulsing.
Their phony magistrate knows how to make the prophecies unfold.
They’ll go cavorting, with me, without me.
I have to confess, I’ve no faith.
A god with claws, beady eyes
No surprise...
Here we fall, heaven for a drone
I’ll go headlong, no glory
With you, without you
I know we’ve grown apart
Well God only knows
My cold heart
Joey — my friend and ally. I defy you to show me a musician with more passion and sincerity. I love this album for its purity of intent and the raw power of the songwriting. Indie music at its best. Melancholy Sunday
This is the band Joey and I formed so many years ago. This album meant everything at one point — love, faith, vodka, desperation and I think a few broken ribs… Melancholy Sunday
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