I want to go back again to the rock
To have the creeps approaching the lake
To see the sunbeams that are reflected on water, Glittering and shimmering
But when I prick up my ear I think I can hear
Something that is beating
Second chance for breaking the frames
We have so many things to do
One time, one more second everything will be alright
I walk and walk between the buildings,
She is growing as I am advancing
And while I am under the lights they shine like stars
But when I prick up my ear I think I can hear
Something that is beating
supported by 7 fans who also own “Things That Are Better Left Unspoken”
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supported by 6 fans who also own “Things That Are Better Left Unspoken”
(Ex-Giddy Motors, for those of you to whom that means something.)
Amazingly complicated but still catchy. I'd call it math rock but it has way too much guts and spit for that; it's precise but also filthy. The vocals are completely unhinged. I love this band. Really hoping they come to the US on tour sometime soon. Mike Gintz