your soft eyes make it hard to realize
the woods are burning down
but we'll just ignore the voices
we'll sit alone
until we've got the thought of our sleep that we wait for and dread more
i've seen it
the end of you and me
this dim town makes it hard to realize
the roads are holding on to the last thing you'll stand for
we'll sit alone
until we've got the thought of out sleep that we wait for and dread more
.xx
they'll kick your crutch
and divorce your parents
with the wink of an eye and the shake of a hand
they'll pawn the band
and leave you uninspired
from the lack of sleep and lust to retire
the death of the summer bears the birth of the smell
of the soon to be rotting thought of underground
burn the home town
bring the fire works
throw the confetti
and build ambition
.xx
I’ve got all the things I need but I haven’t got a clue what I’ll ever fucking use them for
you’ve got all the things you please but you’ll throw it all away for just a little more
its hard to sleep when you don’t want to wake
from the alarm to the shower to the kitchen to the door
I’ve got all the things I need but I haven’t got a clue what I’ll ever fucking use them for
we can’t go back to the way we want life to
xx.
credits
released July 10, 2013
Thank you to Anne Cairns, Tyler Martin, Emmalee Lovelace, and everyone who has been supportive so far. I love you.
Melbourne-based Slush's debut EP is filled with feminist, punky-pop tunes that make for an exciting introduction to their music. Bandcamp New & Notable May 10, 2019