Guess you won't be needing me anymore
You've broken the idea that you don't belong to one
Now you've come to terms that you never wanna be alone
Guess I should have saw this coming, should have been watching my back
Since I matched with you on tinder with photos you took in my flat
And I'm tired of feeling jealous, of the me I wish I was
He's got ambition and stability, The shit that I never touch
I guess that's the plan, Head in my hands
I know it seems sad but it's only twenty-something
thousand hours I've spent that I'll not get back
So I guess I'll sit and think about it.
So this reckless spirit, this brand new you
I didn't realise would come with such an attitude
I'm sorry I can't fix his quirks
The same ones you had with me
I'm nothing special, and neither is he.
I can't help myself or him or the new you, you chose to be.
I guess that's the plan, Head in my hands
I know it seems sad but it's only twenty-something
thousand hours I've spent that I'll not get back
So I guess I'll sit and think about it.
You have no idea why you stuck around so
You returned my things with a note
The last words I read that you wrote
“I'm sorry that it took so long”
I guess that's the plan, Head in my hands
I know it seems sad but it's only twenty-something
thousand hours I've spent that I'll not get back
So I guess I'll sit and think about it.
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