You are just another person,
No different to me.
We're held together by the same things.
Although you don't believe it you are no better than me.
It won't be long before the night turns black and out come it's bloody teeth.
They are sunk into me.
Look around at all the beautiful things you can't be apart of.
But I am still right here.
Go home and take your wounds with you,
Clean them in your own time.
We don't want to be bled on tonight.
Sometimes I can't believe it but I'm no better than you.
It won't be long before the night turns black and out come it's bloody teeth.
They are sunk into me.
Look around at all the beautiful things you can't be apart of.
But I am still right here.
It won't be long before the night turns black and out come it's bloody teeth.
They are sunk into me.
Look around at all the beautiful things you can't be apart of.
But I am still right here.
Folk, electronics, Brazilian, and European sounds blend on Thomas Pappon's latest. Sounds like Air doing Tropicália. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 23, 2014