holes of void for eyes
strongly breathing at night
bones bulge and break skin
fangs fit for sinking
i want to love you
but i don't know how to get to you
drop down a dimension
to fit in my television
the horror that stoned them is the reason that i fell in love
some would say that you're broken -- i think you're perfect in what you've become
if i happen to find you and meet you eye to eye, face to face, fang to fang
i would let you consume me
Max Goldstein makes "acoustic" music that is a unique mix of guitar, experimental electronics, and percussion. Make indie rock weird again. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 25, 2021