It seems that it's not worth it, you're not putting in too
Well time's a worthy precious tool, and I'm wasting it on you
While you're all busy trashing things at the Hilton Hotel
With that buzzed-cutted mother fucker with his special spot in hell
You say you need emotional support from his sweet roommate
But he left for a Midwest tour the other day
And you're still with that snarky fuck, probably getting it on
While I'm left alone wondering where exactly it went wrong
And you have been hurting me these past two fucking years
Perpetually, perhaps accidentally,
But I'm cut from ear to hear
And you crawl inside my open wounds and infect my ugly face
Then stitch me up a live behind the stitches' laces
All the stitches' laces
All the stitches' laces
Parasite
The first full-length release from this St. Louis group is full of simple, sweet dream pop songs with a touch of Paisley Underground fuzz. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 24, 2018