Writer: | Sam Mathys |
Writer: | Stephen Paulson |
Writer: | Erik Paulson |
He said he sells an
escape with an hour forty of
projected scripted goodness
A brand new moral revelation
For anyone who’s hungry
to believe it eat it
My lungs are
So tired
So sick of always sighing
My posters
My cds
Are breaking my heart
when they shouldn’t be
And to think he wore his cape
‘til he had to leave
And oh
All these villains play the
heroes on the TV
(Get them off)
All the perverts in my headphones
Talked to me when I was
young listening to them
Now the prose sound clumsy like
they’re trying to be anything
but honest often
Is there an example for me
No trust for the song summer baby
No trust for the song of the spring
The tune is stuck in my head but now I
Can’t just get it to leave
Ooh what a horrible feeling listening
Ooh to someone who just doesn’t
Remo Drive, the longstanding project of brothers Erik and Stephen Paulson, want you to feel something. Following a six year run of pristine emo-influenced rock …