Every army's got your name on it
And 'cause of it
It don't matter who you send to us
We know it's you
Pushing through
The defense of an art girl
The defense of an art girl
Remember you're a mother too
And mothers making war won't do
But all you've got inside your head
Are piles and piles of get even
You will run home with the sun
Setting as you grab your gun
Aiming for the stars
Your cigarette versus my guitar
Dirty hands make for dirty deeds
You're dropping pills in drinks
And hoping they get to me
It's something different every winter, summer, spring, and fall
Girlfriend, please, ain't you embarrassed at all
You drink until the courage comes
To say what you've been saving up
But words and words could fill your cup
And never will your war be done
You will run home with the sun
Setting as you grab your gun
Aiming for the stars
Your cigarette versus my guitar
Everybody knows your game
Cringing at your lack of shame
What you wanna do
Red rover come on through
You will run home with the sun
Setting as you grab your gun
Aiming for the stars
Your cigarette versus my guitar
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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