kill me cause maybe it’s what we both need
drain my blood until my veins run dry and barren like my heartbeat
save me because pentagrams and black masses sure ruined my chances
hate me over broken promises from last year still feel so damn clear to me
tell me one last time that everything is fine
i can read the notes inside as they pour out
writing letters never sent i don’t know about happiness
but if i did i wouldn’t give it up for the world
do you remember walking home
do you remember drinking
do you remember driving that car
do you remember that feeling
do you remember feeling so alone
i remember feeling so alone
im so sick and broken
i can’t breathe
this coffin the dead space
when im gone will i sleep
alone still, your warm heart
its so far from me
the blood and my cold bones
feels like death in me
i’m crying, im restless
and hoping you get this
i’ve been suffering here
but maybe i’m happy somewhere
some other place in memory
a place where i don’t have to grieve
over shit from the past
over shit that i’m happy to forget
The second EP from Northern Irish singer-songwriter Bea Stewart runs from gentle folk to pillowy pop ballads, all perfectly executed. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 15, 2024
Percussionist and sound artist Riccardo La Foresta joins musician and producer James Ginzburg for a fluid collaborative experiment. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 4, 2024