Track 3 from the 'Summer 2010 Demo'. Watch the film 'Last Year in Marienbad'.
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lyrics
And would it mean anything at all - if we met here before - in our geometric garden called home - her pistil's moist with the exchanging of thought - These silent rooms that run - are bleeding black and white - could it be we've met here all our lives? - You remind me of the mirrors on the wall - the weight our footsteps absorb - and if you ever want to be there again - embrace our tongues in decrypting our fate - you wouldn't understand - you take my breath away - it's not like there's a gun to my head... waiting... waiting... waiting to blow.
Another kickass effort from the Toronto punks, steeped in the traditions of straight edge, post-hardcore, and ’90s alternative rock. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 8, 2023