It is null, an aching hole.
Overdone and fallible.
Cannot give what is not wanted
Cannot live for someone else.
What I want, it moves in circles,
hot and cold like a twisted hurricane.
I have watched it turn this city
into a looming devil's domain.
His warm extended hand.
That pious gentleman.
Lift me up to the blinding sun.
Make me pray for the night time to come.
It is exactly what I wanted.
That pious blackened heart.
It is exactly what I needed.
And it has torn me apart.
credits
from FALINE,
released April 1, 2015
Written and played by Jenna Ave-Lallemant
Produced, recorded, mixed by Andy Dixon
Like when you find something private that someone dropped in a public place, and you decide to open it to find out to whom it belongs, and you read something personal accidentally, and you find yourself in it. You know what I mean? Andrew
Dark but designed to move you, this Dallas group uses menacing synths and popping live drum to make heavily rhythmic post-punk. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 13, 2019