if this bathroom had a telephone, id call you from this tile floor
and ask if you rememeber, driving me to the hospital
i thought i was dying, there was blood on my teeth
you knew that i wasnt dying, but you humored me
looking back those were the good old days
running from myself i pushed you away
i guess not much has changed still almost dying waking up in your clothes
got sick and tired of money and assholes and moved back home
funny now those were the good old days
running from myself i pushed you away
mold and mice a bed i shared with you
now all thats left are hazy memories and bad tattoos
~this song is about the ways friendships can change over time, and how difficult it can be to deal with those changes. it's about realizing you're putting half as much as you're taking out of a relationship. it's about giving people space when it's the last thing you want to do. it's about letting go and growing the fuck up, and for my best friend.
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
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