sit with me just let me stare you think i take it all for granted but i care cant recall all the things i know i put them down that place i never go images are sliding down my wall and crashing down in swimming pools broken down all the things you said and heres to the memories after death out of sync with what i used to know im struggling with everything take another breath before the show please get me there please get me there im afraid of what i cannot solve carry it carry til you fall give me this before the curtain call and heres to the ghosts we used to know
['chamber psych', 'garage psych', 'uk post-punk revival']