I've been talking to myself.
I've been talking to myself more than with anybody else.
Like I was somebody else.
Somebody else...
See me often, make me up.
I'm alive in your head more than in anyone's.
Maybe I could be someone.
Yea, I could be someone.
But we distort,
And I am not like you.
You can't ignore the truth.
What a wonderful day,
To bury our heads in our hands
And pray we'll be okay.
What a wonderful day, a wonderful day.
It's so easy to decay.
I've been drinking by myself.
I've been drinking by myself more than with anybody else,
Wishing I was somebody else.
Somebody else...
So I'll deform;
I want to be like you,
but you can't ignore the truth.
What a wonderful day,
To bury our heads in our hands
And pray we'll be okay.
What a wonderful day, a wonderful day.
It's so easy to decay.
It's so easy to decay,
Such an easy thing to degrade.
It's so easy, easy...
What a wonderful day,
To bury our heads in our hands
And pray we'll be okay.
What a wonderful day, a wonderful day.
It's so easy to decay.
What a wonderful game,
To bury our heads in the sand
And pray we don't suffocate.
And what a wonderful game, for such a wonderful day.
It's so easy to decay.
Knotty post-rock from Corde that flirts with ambient and electronic music, layering strings atop glitchy electronics. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 29, 2024
With unbridled spirits, sharp minds, and grungy post-rock hooks for days, the UK band expand upon their atmospheric, heavy sound. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 24, 2024