I'm forever let down, a busted old lift
I got a haircut on Wednesday, on Thursday I got a shift
The weakest of routines that I ever known
We're never together, I'm always alone
Offer up what you don't have, I fall like a star
I'm losing my sympathy, slamming the door to my car
Familiar with red lights, and numb to the pain
In the eye of the dry spell, trying not to complain
Buoyant one-off release from a long-running Atlanta band who juggle garage rock, folk, and power pop; don't miss the Mark Morrison cover. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 9, 2024