i forgot, that i’m just not
a skin-soft sucker, loves you if you fuck her
cause i can’t assume projections of doom
i’d put you in the gutter but i’m just not a runner
you act like it’s cool, i’m bellyful
of gadgets and things, got tricks up my sleeve
i’m bareknuckle blue, and thinking of u
i’ll be a balloon, while you sit in your room
but you forgot that i’m just not
a big blade cutter, sharp like the others
but i’m no fool, i’m haunted by you
did i fucking stutter? i told you i’m not a runner
get the bait, and mutilate
we buried each other, in like 6 different colors
and i paid the cost of his slow thoughts
i don’t hideaway hunger, i get that shit covered
i hate to say i can’t escape
a straight up sick sender, he pulls and he bends her
but i’m not phased and either way
i like acrobatics, for you i’m an addict
this album is so different from Momma’s other ones, it feels so raw and i just adore their entire discography. they seriously have never made a bad album! leilamirzanejad
Toronto rivals San Francisco as the North American capital of jangle pop as evidenced by this new record of sunny jams from the Motorists. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 16, 2024