my friends are having sex in the other room being quiet as they can so as not to be rude i smile and fall asleep on the couch so easily cause they love each other and for some reason that pleases me well i don t know if they love each other for sure sure sounds like they do i smile and think sex is like laughter you do it differently with different people sometimes you feel sick after feels good but it s not always possible sure enough it can happen at the wrong time how come you re always writing your own words you still be you and i ve slept with her too i ve got to tell you that i miss you and i ve lost my and nothing else
['austindie', 'garage pop', 'indie garage rock', 'punk blues']