he spoke to me
she said my name
her voice so soft
didn't sound the same
the air was thin
I am to blame
just a memory
filling you with shame
over everything
I hate this skin
I hated those clothes
I know who I am
more than I thought id know
she feels these things
I tell her to go
the angel in my head
bleeding out in the snow
see through her eyes
fill me up with doubt
im taking these pills
im running around
I hope I grow
into the woman I am
I want to be
alive and glad
smiling and sad
(I hate that I need it
I hate that I can't leave it)
An easy-to-love combination of emo and jangle pop, the first full album from Spirit Night in eight years feels bathed in a golden glow. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 8, 2023