I was working on a different idea I had but it was sounding pants, so I switched tack and bashed the music for this out in a couple of hours. I then spent the next 2 days agonising over lyrics, but they're down now!

I did a lot of editing from the original version, so there might be some clips where I did a rushed cut and shunt job on some of the guitars and bass. This is also the first appearance in a couple of years by my trusty Microkorg!

#postpunk #indie #indielandfill

Trucks pass by The windows shake Your face is frozen now But it's not an earthquake

To compromise myself, I refuse Is it not enough, the things I do She'll never love you like I love you She'll never want you like you want her to

One wrong word, one wrong moment (the keystone slipping out of place) My lips regret the silence broken (No emotion on your face)

The sky is full of debris explosion and aftershock Sealant, accident, contaminant,  A puncture in the engine block

Electric bell, another delivery Packaging paper under which I'll be buried She'll never love you like I love you She'll never want you like you want her to

One wrong word, one wrong moment (the keystone slipping out of place) My lips regret the silence broken (No emotion on your face)