I don't remember conversations, dates or names, important faces or the streets I lived on.
They all just roll right off of my back;
So how can I recall that I don't recollect all of that?
Your cheeks were flushed when I had played all the words left in my hand. "I fold" hovered in the air and choked me out when you had left.
Your feet point towards mile markers and the rest stop restrooms you wish you'd never visited
Because you don't resemble your reflection or its refracted intentions
but I think you'll find no better parallel than yourself
I hope that you're making steadfast progress on yourself
Cameron is a stupid dumbie but he writes jams and shit so jam his shit if yr inclined. ffo punk call-outs, the better jams from wood/water, not being obssessed with cats/drinking 10 40's on the beach Cigarette Smoke
They put out our ep and everything and everyone associated with this label is cool ffo good things, twins, navel/shoegazing, gary martinez Cigarette Smoke
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