if i was the weight on your chest
if that was the pain that you felt
i hope you are glad it is over
gasping for air i sway
long walks through the rooms
heading nowhere
shower so cold, light is dim
morning is when i feel haunted
alone with myself, only me
before all what ifs, there was eerie
headache shared through a screen
phone calls near windows mellow sober
false hopes speak the truth of me
As the name implies, there’s something wonderfully spooky about this Philly band—shoegaze with a haunting undercurrent. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 27, 2023