I know that html is usually </a> but this is a joke. This song is about someone very special to me who almost killed themselves before I met them. I get caught up sometimes in the nostalgic melodrama of my earlier teenage years. It's funny because I look back on that part of my life feeling with warm feelings, because it was familiar; though in retrospect, it's hell to be there.
lyrics
You're alone, that means we're together.
You pull the cord tight and shut your eyes, Razored wrists you sit in the closet alive. It's fading out now and you hope to die, you're waking up now with tears in your eyes.
Fuck other kids you know they won't listen.
Fuck all our sins that go unforgiven
Fuck drugs, and fuck our decisions
and most of all fuck the houses we live in.
Fuck satellites for giving us cancer
Fuck Life and it doesn't matter
Fuck the dead for having a past with you
I'd stab the corpse of the one who touched you.
You pull the cord tight and shut your eyes, Razored wrists you sit in the closet alive. It's fading out now and you hope to die, you're waking up now with tears in your eyes.
I cringe and shiver with such thought
because I'd be sitting alone in this parking lot
imagine without you; friend wont forget you
And if you'd killed yourself I'd never have met you.
I have a huge appreciation for texture, and sonic texture. This record's lo-fi is something so well felt, it's brilliant. I can't get over the one chord structured song, "How I spent my Summer." Heccra