That's just the state of things, ain't that the way it seems?
Give yourself away again, begrudgingly come back to me.
Most folks can take or leave me and I can't say that I blame them.
I'm not my biggest fan either but some times I'll entertain them.
I'm a mess of a wreck of a shell of a man and I can't stop dying.
I understand when you spit in my face at least one of us is trying.
Most times it feels like a full time job staying this damn angry.
It would take a bolt of thick stern rope just strong enough to hang me.
I love you more than I hate me and as long as I remember,
Each time I fall to pieces you put me back together.
You shut me out, I lock you in
Someone to lose something to win
A sad sweet face, a stone cold chin
A wooden box to lay me in
It's hard to have feeling with poor circulation
If I should speak out I'd be wasting my breathe
Could it be pure luck or raw determination
That I should survive but have nothing left?
These banjo instrumentals were recorded outside at night, so the backdrop is full of cricket songs—the perfect accompaniment. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 29, 2022
Canadian troubadour Konner Whitney expands his creative horizons with a vulnerable-yet-venomous record blending rock and folk. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 10, 2021
A largely improvised, long-distance collaboration between Brisbane multi-instrumentalist Andrew Tuttle and London duo Padang Food Tigers. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 3, 2021