I am the fool looking down in distaste
But so are you in the end
We're caught in the middle of this race
And we run it out of hunger
I am a tool searching hard for its place
You're so unfit for this shape
We're caught in the middle of despair
Only trial leads an answer
So rest your head and I'll stay still
We'll walk away to men in disaster
Whatever master
I'll succumb
So grab your gun let's have some fun
We'll pop some heads
Two men in disaster
Whatever master
I'm indifferent
I am as cruel as the love that I seek
There's so much blood in your heart
We're caught in the middle of this hate
And we'll laugh it off as sarcasm
So rest your head and I'll stay still
We'll walk away to men in disaster
Whatever master
I'll succumb
So grab your gun let's have some fun
We'll pop some heads
Two men in disaster
Whatever master
I'll succumb
I'm indifferent
I'll succumb
credits
from Taking Space,
released February 16, 2022
Vocals- Ivanna Masera
A moody, enveloping record from Zane Coppard, where dense and intricately crafted atmospheres cradle yearning vocals. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 1, 2021
Post-punk in the Sonic Youth mold—melody covered by creeping fuzz, anchored by architectural rhythms, with lyrics both abstract and direct. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 5, 2019