Another song about living in a place where you find everything around you repugnant and amoral and hideous. Same place. This song is heavily indebted to Pedro The Lion.
lyrics
push everyone away
talking never helps anyway
the sickly scent of smoke
and other people’s dirty jokes
says in my clothes for days
try not to fall in love
sing a song of murdered doves
and things too big to say
the girls I’ll let grow old and gray
there’s a little less love
in the world today
sleep the sting away
replace it with a dull gray ache
flowers on your grave
for doing things the right way
what a good man, they’ll say
shoulders weren’t meant
for cryin on, just being ice and payin rent
hustle to your grave
before you track dirt
on the family name
life you never spent
a refund won’t come heaven-sent
all the ones he loved too much
there’s always something he’s afraid to touch
all along, been doin it wrong, don’t go away
we still got something to save
grown on the other side of the fence
there is an empty nest
oh my friends, my friends
it’s all “just wait”s and “until then”s
but you’re never so alone
as when you’re standing on a sputtering sun
and everyone’s TV’s on
there’s no silence in this place
but I won’t be what I fucking hate
Plinky shoegaze-inflected guitar rock confronts the world with both nihilism and hope on the sophomore release Philadelphia band Knifeplay. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 1, 2022