The sound of church bells
Made me nervous as a child
I hated how dirt felt
Stuck underneath my nails
Always held my breath
Passing all the graveyards
I told all my friends
We would all be ghosts one day
I've always had a certain preoccupation
I couldn't leave the dark alone
A love affair with the hereafter
Waiting for death to come to my home
Buried the baby sparrow
That died falling out the tree
Spent my midnights
Talking to the stars
Never walked in the shadow
Of the slender men
Who spoke in whispers
On Sunday afternoons
I've always had a certain preoccupation
I couldn't leave the dark alone
A love affair with the hereafter
Waiting for death to come to my home
Broken black crayon
Rolled underneath the chair
Where grandma sat
And it always felt cold
Hated the colors
From when I shut my eyes
Wondered if that would be
The last thing I ever saw
I've always had a certain preoccupation
I couldn't leave the dark alone
A love affair with the hereafter
Waiting for death to come to my home
credits
from To Be Determined,
released February 28, 2022
Vocals- Seneca, Goldstein
Guitar- Rayside
Omnichord- Mckenzie
Drums- Feuer
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