It's unclear now what we intend
We're alone in our own world
You don't want to be my girlfriend
and I don't want to be your man
And that, thats a relief, we'll drink up our grief
And pine for summer
And we'll buy, a beer to shotgun, and we'll lay in the lawn
And we'll be good
Now I'm laughing at my boredom
And at my string of failed attempts
Because you think that it's important
And I welcome the sentiment
And we talk, on the phone at night, until its daylight
And I feel clever
And I hear, the slow in your speech, yeah you're half asleep
Say goodnight
Now I've got friendships to mend
And I'm selfishly dispossed
And you don't want to be my girlfriend
And thats probably for the best
Cause that, that gets messy, and you will hurt me
Or I'll disappear
So we will, drink beer all day, and our guards will give way
and we'll be good, and we'll be good
Beautiful, beautiful sludge music from Atlanta. I can't say enough good things about this band. Even if you don't like the sludge shit, you WILL like this band. Lazarus
Pickle Darling looks to the sky on sweet, outer space-inspired LP, elevating their bedroom pop prowess further than ever before. Bandcamp Album of the Day May 25, 2021