For goodness sake
In love with my past mistakes
Lay up in bed
I got all these symptoms I could teach you how to fake
Plastic cup blues, I’ll put my faith in you
East Jesus, nowhere, midwestern hue
It all looks the same to me
Broke all your ribs, hard to tell if I can trust you these days
It’s all the same
But i can see that it’s not leaving and im telling you this shit’s gotta stop
Don’t say a word
I know you’re tired
Speaking your mind
We can just lie here
I’ll keep it down
I’m such a martyr
Wearing the grass stains
In our funeral attire
Plastic cup blues
God I would hate to be you
Even if I got what I wanted
I still wouldn’t know what to do
This outstanding compilation of bands from Indonesia puts a focus on atmospheric pop and rock music, with hooks 20-stories high. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 3, 2022