You moved to Guelph and I'm still fucked out on unrequited love
I get by with a little help from my opium habit
Cause I don't think drugs are as dangerous as you do
You were always so nice about rejecting my invitations
So thoughtful and sincere
Your apologies were enough for me to read too much into whenever I felt anxious
Reminisce with me before you delete my number
These are my failures and I want you to see them if only to get you to fucking look at me
So here I am
Give me the sweet torture of rejection over the dull pain of mundane living
Give me a fair shot
Called me a real gentleman and then called it off
Ghosted for weeks at a time
I don't think you'd still think of me a gentlemen if I told you how I've wondered what you taste like
Maybe you've got an open mind, I didn't get the chance to notice
Wouldn't it be nice to share a fetish
I like when girls -------- during sex and I would've loved to open up your legs
Chasing wet dreams with you in them
Naked on another planet
Shame doesn't exist when we're foreign bodies spaced out on cloud nine
Take a spin round the rings of Saturn
Crash land by Huygens at the beach on Titan
Burning up with Cassini in the Grand Finale
Cosmic self-destruction
Disaster on the space station, the emotional connections are cutting out, you're cutting out Adam
I can't hear you
Failed to win you over
Nice chat after Sunday service
Soft lips to remember you always
You left me with a goodbye and best wishes and I shame myself for not being able to move on
My friends telling me to fuck off with my petty problems and still expecting me to keep up with appearances
Sorry I'm not so dignified like the rest of you social animals
Maybe I can make up some meaning for all of this in hindsight
It's nice to know that you exist
Nice to have known the lisp in your voice
It's been a time, but now that time's been had
And I'm forcing myself to let go but I feel no release
I'm without a purpose
You weren't going to change that but love is still a gift
Hope springs eternal on the human breast
I might be nothing but I will share with you what little I have
Toronto lo-fi noise rock elite - Wolfcow. Super dancey fancy outfit featuring stylized nonsense lyrics and catchy songwriting. This shit's boopin. Sympathy etc.
This album by Kenyan electronic producer rPH and poet Kins of Spade reflects on the impact of religion in their lives and society. Bandcamp New & Notable May 12, 2023