this polyamory fancy, my epicurean friend
you might mean it
you might mean it
you might not, it depends
but you'll yawn & you'll yawn in your panty & bra and you'll employ my jaw til you glow or turn to flickering light
you pump a vintage heartbeat
yet, pimp a modern trend
hospitable candy
it do be dubious when the flirt is trite..
and it was trite
and it was...
and there you go giving the clod a shake-
the right quiver
the right quake
you might mean it
you might mean it
you might not, it depends
but you'll yawn & you'll yawn in your panty & bra and you'll employ my jaw til you glow or turn to flickering light
a rotten plot kissing my nose
a rotten plot freckles & bows
there I go giving the plot a shake
I know I ought let it alone
a rotten plot typical twist
a rotten plot typical blend
there I go giving the plot away
I said it, roll credits, thee end..
that's how a self-appointed muse became a plot device
Fucking pandemic. I miss seeing Buildings perform. Have done so many times, but now experiencing withdrawal symptoms. I just can't turn this up loud enough. Rumpel Vim
The UK upstarts' debut veers from sunny, psychedelic folk to bristling post-punk with reckless abandon without ever missing a beat. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 18, 2024