That’s my problem I don’t think ahead.
I recollect my thoughts too late,
And when my body leans,
a little to the left,
a little to the right.
I just can’t figure out, which way to go, which way to go.
I still can't figure out which way to go, which way to go.
This god damn house is getting to me.
The walls are rotting with every passing day.
The people inside are getting old.
The entire structure of this place I call a home is falling apart.
There’s no way in hell we’ll make it, make it to heaven.
There’s no way in hell.
I've been here long enough for you to see,
that I've been here long enough for me to know it’s time to leave.
William Ryan Fritch's enthralling, doomy new CD comes housed in a gorgeous, panoramic gatefold sleeve with bewitching original artwork. Bandcamp New & Notable May 16, 2016