drunk with the only saints i know everyone wearing their halos this is how we look when we die decorations on the tables x marks over our eyes clouds the faces of all the ones you love think about how your friends are all the people who you ll ever do wrong just because they ll love you anyways doesn t mean they forget everything you say i m not so sure about anything i never stop and think about anything at all i m not so sure about anyone i never stop and think about anyone at all this is how we all look when we die maybe she ll be crazy and say that we re all just assholes with our heads resting on the bar halfway home we ll have our halos on
['dream pop', 'emo', 'indie rock', 'lo-fi', 'melancholia', 'post-rock', 'seattle indie', 'slowcore']