Stripped to bare in black of night
Crawled all the way home last night.
Bruised and stained in my own blood
Survived the rain but not the flood.
A heavy medicated head
All the times I’ve heard it said.
Drink to this and you will be sorry you did.
And I hold it down
As I fall to the ground
And I feel it now
With no sight or no sound
Just before I regain sight
feel the heat of the sunlight
brings to life another day
I'd rather die than feel this way
taste the blood between my teeth
and swallow the fire that I breathe
a loosened grip but no release
from reserve the enemy
Specializing in bright, sunny "bedroom rock español," this Brooklyn singer-songwriter puts a unique spin on lo-fi music. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 18, 2024
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