Fruitless as the days are patient
There’s nothing left to do but laugh
In the absence of some holy immolation
I can’t help feel godly wrath
I’m holding out for godliness or something
But nothing ever comes, nothing ever feels right
Hope for divine intervention
Nothing intervenes but you
So I want you to be the death of me
I’ve never been so sure of anything
Holding for a total dissolution
But everyone carries on wearing their seatbelts
I’m holding for apocalyptic trumpets
But it’s crickets all the time, maybe it’s a punchline
I want you to be the death of me
I’ve never been so sure of anything
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The aesthetic of both the music and visuals to this album are top notch. Much more focused sound compared to NMG, Rocky and popy with great hooks.
I also have a weakness for good cross fades too leekoid
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I think it's difficult to write songs about something other than romantic love, and still be able to communicate the intensity with which those feelings can hit a person. Some of the entries on this album are fantastic examples of this niche. dani_bloop
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