And I'm caught in this tourist trap
And this time it isn't a state of mind
It has my legs mangled and my spirit put down
Cold sweat in a bed that isn't my own
Natural beauty bought and sold for those that can afford it
My wallet's empty, my heart is empty
I've got the privilege of being put down
A family not wanting to lose sight of their little boy
I'm not swimming with these sharks anymore
In airport terminals
So separate my legs from my body
And let me float out into the Atlantic
Well I'll decompose at the bottom
But at least new lungs will breath new life
Their raw production elevates this Helsinki band's energetic style of emo, packed with math rock-inspired dynamics and charging melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 15, 2023