I’m scared
Of a force that’s becoming
Something that’s certainly a door
And it’s on
They gave me everything
I needed to remain alive
Climb to the top of the tower’s open mouth
By the time the flame hits tower south
Stop your eyes from staring at my skull
Or the jump from the tower to the torch
Yeah right
I saw that light delay
That means I’m climbing to my grave
On the lighthouse
Bide
I will bide
I will bide
I will bide
For this suffering
Specializing in bright, sunny "bedroom rock español," this Brooklyn singer-songwriter puts a unique spin on lo-fi music. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 18, 2024
The songs on the latest from Worriers hurtle forward breathlessly, with hook after hook topped by scorching vocal melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 16, 2023