Will I burn for eternity?
The smoke is sneaking up on me
My lungs are growing heavy
Just save yourself, forget about me
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on.
The air is disappearing.
It's now getting harder to breathe.
Ashes floating to the ceiling.
I've changed my mind I'm not ready.
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on.
Secrets and pleasure are the same thing to modern man.
We keep treasure hidden deep in the sand.
He will never be able to take a stand.
Please feel welcome in my wasteland.
I'm not sure what is happening.
What ever was I thinking?
Wishing away our memories,
Locked in a cell and tossed the key
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
Secrets and pleasure are the same thing to modern man.
We keep treasure hidden deep in the sand.
He will never be able to take a stand.
Please feel welcome in my wasteland.
Secrets and pleasure are the same thing to modern man.
We keep treasure hidden deep in the sand.
He will never be able to take a stand.
Please feel welcome in my wasteland.
Two major players from Japan's alt-rock scene team up for a grunge-pop EP that explores noisy highs and melancholy lows. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 5, 2022