It's to the smell of stale beer that you've awoken
Spilling onto mattress, making the stains even
Your bed's the canvas, your shit's the paint
It's the work you study everyday
Hypnotized by the mess
You feel your head fill up with stress
That coffee in your cup
It's warm and black
And you've got nothing good in your head
So you might as well focus on that
But now you've focused much too long
And all that warmth in your cup, it's gone
What'll you do with this cold cup?
It's enough to make a mellow fellow erupt
You're spent up, mellow fellow erupt
You'll find something good to think about soon
But for now you might as well destroy your room
This debut from the Melbourne-based folk-rock band tackles environmental issues, self-determination, and relationships. Bandcamp New & Notable May 26, 2023