In July I’m gonna take a gun and kill myself
And you know you’;re not the only reason why
Come November, it makes sense
Then you hate yourself
Because you remember all the times that I cried
April brings the rain
The night you left,
I swear I felt my body begin to decay
All my pain, only makes me good
At doing all the things that I hate
I wish for colder days
I wish for colder days
I wish for colder nights
Snow ball fights,
Sneakin out to do things right
Not giving shits
Takin hits
Hittin a lick
Stealin a kiss from my princess
Quarter mile long distance
Tickets for the transit
Call my name and I’ll answer
You’re my tiny dancer
Supermodel hero
Motherfucking te quiero
In July I’m gonna take a gun and kill myself.
In July I’m gonna take a gun and kill myself.
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