All bites and scratches, battened hatches.
Down and out and down the spout
in a spiderland
I met a girl, to my surprise,
said I’m damaged goods, she said ‘so am I’
so I held her hand.
I’m not sure where
she found strength to care;
the things that would bleed us dry
seemed to multiply.
All bites and stings on phantom limbs
we used to hold what we used to hold,
hope we’re smarter now.
The past, you can trust, will fuck you up.
But hang onto love, it’ll be enough
to save you somehow.
If drowned, i’ll be renewed, sweet thing—
I’ll return to you again each spring.
‘cause death is only a fact
and that don’t mean anything.
Tense post-punk from Big Supermarket, “1800” threads bent-wire guitars through blinking keys and dead-eyed vocal lines. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 9, 2018
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