I'm losing trust in you
These things I'd never ever do to you
I'll find a back door, I'll run for it
A back door, I'll run for it
I'm losing faith in you
It's alright, it's alright
I was second best, but you're still stuck in my head
It's alright, it's alright
Taking slower breaths but I'm still the same mess
All my days are colored grey
I'll find a way to make you say
It's alright, it's alright
I'll be second best, but you're still fucked in the head
You know I'd wait for you
And so you use it when you need to prove
That I can't find a back door, or run for it
A back door, or run for it
I've lost my faith in you
You don't know what you're missing
I can't get it through your thick fucking head
You heard what I said
I couldn't change your decision
I fought day in day out until my knuckles bled
You loved him instead
Don't know what else to do
Cause I've got nothing left to lose but you
Recorded on the Grecian isle of Hydra, this is blissed-out psych pop with stacked falsetto harmonies and luscious arrangements. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 9, 2023
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