Picking dead flies
From off the window
She moves just like a crescendo
I don't know
What comes tomorrow
Just hold on
For as long as you can swallow
I am, I am
I am, I am
Nothing
She puts on red lipstick
Like she's gonna paint the town with it
It's really hard to miss it
When she plants someone a kiss
From those lips
God you want to taste it
But she's not up
For sale
I am, I am
I am, I am
Everyone
And I remember the time,
When I lost my mind
And everyday was a new surprise
And I remember the time,
When I lost my life
And every kiss was a new sunrise
I am dog boy.
Noisy, unsettling experimental pop in turns touching and political. From now until 3/5, 50% of proceeds go to Planned Parenthood/ACLU. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 8, 2017